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I was at a friend’s house last week when she asked me to stop by and pick up her new camera to take some photos she had requested. I had been planning to go over to the house since it was the weekend, but I had never actually shown up. I had been checking my phone for texts and emails, but it wasn’t until I pulled up to the house that I noticed that the doorbell had been left ajar.
I’m glad she wanted me to stop by, but I guess I can blame her for not really answering her phone for the past two weeks. When she first called me to ask her to come over and take the camera, I assumed she had asked someone else to do it because she didn’t have the money or time to do it. When I got to the house, I quickly realized she had made a mistake.
She may not have had the money to buy some new clothes, but neither did she have the time or the inclination to do it herself. I think she just really wanted to see how the doorbell was working. I don’t really know what else to say about her though. She’s beautiful, smart, and funny. I cant imagine seeing her anywhere else.
I guess it’s too hard to say.
The two of them will be more like a brother and sister than two guys, not to mention that they do look a bit like each other. They are good together. Of course, given the circumstances, it doesn’t take much to fall in love with them. They are not the type of person who would just give up on someone. The only way they could be “together” is if they had to be.
I dont want to say it. I do. But I have no idea how to begin to explain that kind of thing. I have never wanted to be a father, a woman, a husband, a mother, or a stranger. It is my job to make sure that I dont leave anyone behind.
The most important thing to remember when you love a person is that they are not a stranger. They are not a friend, a lover, a brother, a sister, a friend. They are someone you can never leave behind. You must always be honest with them, and that includes not telling them that you love them.
The reason I love and trust you is because the worst part of being a mother and a friend is that you know that you are someone else. The worst part of being a father and a mother is that you know that you are one of the few who love and trust you.
One of the things I love about Jack and I is that we are the same person. If you meet us face to face, we are the same person. If you don’t, we are the same person. If I tell you that we are not friends, that can only make you feel more alone.
This is one of those situations where it seems like a lot of people have this kind of negative connotation about a “normal” person doing something out of the ordinary, but here’s the thing, it’s not the thing, it’s the person. Jack and I are the same person, and I love you both. Love is a pretty weird feeling. If you love me, you will love and trust me. If you dont, you will not.
