I miss you. The old you, before you were with her. She stole you away from me, changed you, changed your views. I hardly ever saw you or talked to you anymore. You never made an effort. We used to be so close, we were best friends. And now it’s just awkward and weird hanging out with you, I can’t take it. It upsets me. I just want you back. I want you to be my big brother, my best friend again.
This is sort of my personal blog.
"The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That's the only lasting thing you can create." - Chuck Palahniuk
lobster theme by parti."The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That's the only lasting thing you can create." - Chuck Palahniuk
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