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Other drivers make me crazy. I hate them.
However, i love the spring, because of everything that goes with it.
Driving with the windows down and getting a good cross breeze going. Getting the wind rotating in the car so strong you have to tie your hair back.
Sitting out on the grass, with a light breeze playing on your skin with the sun just warm enough to keep your skin from being cold, just warming it barely like toast so barely done its still soft on the inside.
Wearing tanks and tops that allow you to feel even just your hair on our shoulders and back.
Liisteng to something slow in the evenings, or something fast in the afternoon/morning. Dancing to something slow and jazzy
Getting in the middle of a croud at a party or dance, and grooving so hard you sweat buckets. And while your their, someone opens a water bottle and shakes it out on the crowd. (well thats summer..but still!)
and the frisky playfulness that comes with spring!
Bah, going to leave now that mom killed my happy good mood thought train.

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that is your understanding

Change: the thing that comes easiest, the hardest to accept.

I was thinking about that a while ago, and it allways seems to bring about some emotions that i really dont care for. However, a benifit is that not all tears are sad, and no matter what emotion, it always leaves me feeling alive...and...well, human.
No ones been journaling lately, well fuck that. enh. okay...i have nothing to say except the alternitive rocked...bye

Can you tell i'm procrastinating....must stop

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