the random adventures of jojo

Y’know, false hope is dangerous, potent and painful. So are expectations, I feel. Or perhaps it’s neither of these but mere wishful thinking. Haha.

I miss the times when I could bawl my eyes out and yet look quite perfectly normal the moment I stop. I don’t see or function very well with swollen eyes that hurt as I attempt to pick at the pieces of my daily life.

Newsflash: She has a fulltime job, too.

Oh and thank you – for being an excellent friend and big brother that I never had. My appreciation for the late night phonecalls where you patiently listen to me cry, and read verses to comfort me, your advice, your thoughts off the top of your head that makes so much sense, your outrage, your honesty – this appreciation isn’t expressed nearly as much as it should be (mostly because you respond with CAN YOU TAKE MY ORDER NOW to a thank you – it is retarded) but please know that you’re extremely valued in my life and I honestly wouldn’t know what to do without you around.

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