sometimes, being mute is so much better than being deaf
We don't talk anymore, but sometimes I glace at you from afar. I wonder how you are doing, how you are holding up. Have you moved on better than I did?
I hope that you are doing fine, with friends and family holding you up, even though I'm not there anymore. But that's ok, because the small time we spent together, I enjoyed ever second if it.
And so, thank you, for being my friend, even though it ended much shorter than we both may have liked. But it's the memories that we mafe together is what counts.
Right?
it sucks because i really do care for this one friend but it seems all I do is make them mad at me. i want to really be cool with them and all i want for them is to be happy. I want a steady relationship but it seems too much to ask for
friends are fun
over the garden wall is, and still is, a beautiful masterpiece and i love it just for that
I was so depressed that last night ace came to me in a dream, and not only did he talk to me, he also had a super nice set up next to a pretty scenery and it was filled with delicious food and he ate most of it, but he was there, made me laugh, and thats all i could ever ask for
We learned so much more about Mars than we ever could in the last century thanks to Opportunity, and I'm gonna miss Oppy, even though I haven't known her for as long.
Someday, we will go back and get her and bring her back home, but for now, you did so well, Opportunity. Thank you
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