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red cars.....sebrings& durangos, the tree of lyyyf3, lelah rose, jamming to kenny g, traveling, sleeping, hummigbird floral after hours, getting to know people, my favorite boy in the WHOLE entire world.. noseMAJ, killing out every bambi to the point of extinction one chaotic night at a time, absolution, rocking out, the motha-fuckin shoe maestro, swarm lacrosse, trashy couture, my maggie mae mcDaniel, crazy minds, deep thinkers, popping wheelies in manual wheelchairs, mellebelle, ice skating in high heels, colorful pills, harsh reality checks, seany, drinking ariZONA iced tea w/ the infamous DC, maame-YAaaaHAaa aforo, chunkin munk, writing stuff down, tuning everyone out the maj of the time, random thirds& being obsessed with shit..... &of course being extremely ungrateful for anything& everything ... some of the things that make me, myself. "...more than what I am now, more than who i used to be, more than love found, more than life lost, more than those who hurt me most, more than my dreams, more than comfort, more than my hypocrisy, more than my addictions, more than the darkest secrets that are slowly drowning me, more than our struggle, more than always running away, more than the fear that keeps me from leaving, more than religion, more than the religious, more than loneliness, more than my defeat, more than the changing seasons, more than their admiration, more than respect, more than their disapproval, more than what I've worked for, more than what I have found, more than the emptiness, more than guilt, more than each other, more than the shame that never lets go, more than being haunted by my wrongs, more than getting fucked up, more than the new, more than I know, more than goodbyes, more than the promises and the change, more than our futile efforts to forgive, more than all the tears shed, more than the love that always seems to fade, more than our frailty, more than cancer, more than visiting hours, more than his last words, more than they ever thought I could be, more than the love I gave away too quickly, more than the love I held onto for far too long, more than the lies I told, more than the lies I believed, more than our innocence, more than the glimpses of beauty that call us home, more than all the ways we love and hope and bleed and hate and strive..."