Oh, Kend.

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I forget what I look like because I go hours without looking at myself in the mirror. I forget what I feel like because I go days without reconnecting with who I am. I forget what you mean to me because I go weeks without talking to you.

But you have to know something in the first place in order to forget to remember it. Or even to remember to forget it.

And, I trust that you know me too.

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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Nick Welsh

I just remembered that time you hid in Sarah Thompson’s closet because her dad came home for lunch and you weren’t allowed to be there. Now I wonder, were you scared at all?

Notes

kendallsfreakincool reblogged this from shlewkin and added:

Mr. T is really scary when he’s mad. I remember being scared too haha
shlewkin reblogged this from kendallsfreakincool and added:

terrified. Every movie or TV show...point of fathers beating up girl’s boyfriends, which...
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