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just a few things

1. i'm still sorry about how depressing i sounded last time i wrote. for an update, since i last wrote, God has blessed the situation in a really big way :)

2. i saw leap year last night with some girls and it was great. the story, the setting, the characters. i would go see it again.

3. in reading post secret today, there were two that i really liked, so i decided to share them with you. one is a little graphic, so here's your warning (this one also deserves an explanation, so you're getting that, too).

here's the one that needs the warning and the explanation.



now, let me say this before we get started. i've never had sex. but i think i understand the sentiment behind this. even though i think this secret was probably written by a woman who's really wanting a man to be close to her, i think this feeling can go beyond that. sometimes, you just want to be near someone. to be close to them. to feel close to them. to hold their hand or link arms with them or lay your head on their shoulder or give them a big hug. it doesn't necessarily have to be someone of the opposite sex (although, sometimes you just want that, too). but don't we all have those moments when we need to feel more than physically near someone?




i just think this is soo sweet. it's the romantic in me, i guess. there's a lot of love and hope and admiration in this secret. it just made me happy, and i wanted to share it with you, my dears....


lots of love to you :)

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