1. There comes a point when I don’t hate you, and I’m not mad at you. I’m just done with you. I’m done with you and your drama and your bad attitude. I don’t want to be your friend anymore.
2. Dad and I have been picking the music for mine, Nathan’s, and Sam’s videos. I’ve picked the songs and dad has approved them. Let me just say, I have done a fantastic job. I should seriously figure out how to make a living at this, because I’m good at it.
3. Baloo is sick :( I have to take my sweet baby boy angel to the vet on Friday. And then I’m gonna get Hume a bunch of treats if he’s good. Were gonna go to Petco and get him a new collar too. Yeah, he’s worth it.
4. Don’t come to my graduation party. You know who you are. I don’t know if you’ll see this but if you do please listen. I know your friends with the both of them but please just stay away. Please. I’m begging you.
5. My uncle lost his iPhone outside in the torrential downpour and we looked and looked and couldn’t find it.
6. Baloo is falling asleep in my arms.
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I miss you Amy.
I don’t know who this guy is, But I would really like to learn;)

There are things that everybody knows about me.
There are things that only my friends know about me.
There are things only my best friends know about me.
There are things that only my family, and my spiritual leaders know about me.
There are things that only my family know about me.
There are things that only my parents know about me.
And there are things, few and far between, that only you know about me.
Only you.
Nobody else.
Nobody knows me like you know me.
And I haven’t talked to you in over a year.
It’s safe to say I’m starting to miss you again.
This is stupid.

And I don’t want the world to see me ‘cause I don’t think that they’d understand. When everything’s meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.

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