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About Me Member Pencil Artist Hanikamiya-Koneko16/Female/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Years
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it's my way, my way or the highwaay

Sat Jul 22, 2006, 5:58 PM
I have the most retarded, unrealistic dreams. : |

I used to have suspicion of whether or not I was clairvoyant, but then this shit made me realize I just have the normal occasional deja vu. Last night, I dreamt that Adrianne Monk of the TV series, Monk, was staying at my sister's house for a few days for some unknown reason. Basically, he ended up molesting my niece and my sister, and was about to do the same to me when my Dad showed up and kicked his ass. Afterwards, I had a dream that I started school and fought with some black boy, then ran across the concrete in flip flops, coasting every minute or so between running. What, the fuck.

Anyways, right now I'm still in Tennessee visiting my Dad. Downloading Milk Inc stuff and listening to Limp Bizkit - My Way. So fun.

I just started playing "Never Again" and Namir jumped ten feet in the air.
'Cause the beginning of that song is all, "NEVEERR AGAIN!11"
lol @ that.

Anyways, back to things with purposes unlike those three sentences. I don't even think the last one was a sentence. Oh well bye.

I miss David. Like, actually being with him and stuff. It's so hard sometimes. It's only been a month since we've been apart now, well almost, but it feels like so much longer. The feeling I get when him and I are together is just, something I can't explain. I'd be happy if I could just spend my life watching the little, cute things he does. He makes it so easy for me to love him, and so hard for me to live without him. The way he smiles when he laughs, the way he stands when he's nervous, the way he sleeps, the way he'll stare at me and when I'll ask him why, he'll say "what, I can't just look at you?" and smile, the way he jumps when I tickle him, the way he smiles at me when he's trying to make me feel better, the way he'll bring his knees to his chest when he sits on a chair or the way he slouches down towards the floor when he sits on the sofa, the way he always stands close to me, no matter where we are, the way he always intwines his fingers with mine when we sit next to each other, the way he kisses me every chance he gets, the way he'll lay on the floor wherever he is if he's tired, the way he falls asleep on my shoulder, the way he cares so much about the littlest things that go wrong in my life, even if I don't, the way he thinks everything I say is cute, and the way everything he says IS cute, the way he calls me beautiful, no matter how much I argue, the way he can talk about his video games for three hours and feel as if he's informing you of the greatest thing on earth, the way he makes weak, cute noises when he's tired, the way he says my name, the way he buys me so many presents just because, even if I tell him not to, the way he puts up with my crazy friends and doesn't mind at all, the way he won't hang up the phone with me until he knows i'm okay, the way he sings to me sometimes, just the way he sings period, the way he dedicates most of his layouts to me, just because he feels like it, the way he messes with me when I say stupid things, or when I laugh funny, or clear my throat, the way he's never offended when I tease him about his accent, or his obsession with video games, because he knows I just think they're cute, the way we have almost the exact same taste in music, the way he gets so excited when he talks about our future together, and then the way he gets upset when he thinks about it not happening, the way he thinks I don't listen to him, when I listen a lot more than he thinks, the way he tells me to have sweet dreams before I go to sleep every night, no matter how tired he is, the way we can stay on the phone for hours, and get to the point where we've run out of things to say, but stay on the phone for a bit longer anyway, the way he loves everything about me, no matter how many mistakes I make, the way we understand so much about each other and the way we both know somethings wrong, the way he's so sensitive and self conscious about it, the way he knows exactly what I'm about to say, the way he always calls me babe or baby, the way he's always been more than I could ever ask for.

WITH THAT BEING SAID.
shit. I think you get the point. lol
well this is more than enough for one entry so bye. : D
<3KiM

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:iconsir-jockingston:
Happy Valentines Day! :hug:

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:iconbaggyclothesarah:
hey man. seems youre actually fairly new to dA! XD ive been on for like a year or two. anyways, just stoppin by to watch ya now. XP
~sarah

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:iconsir-jockingston:
Hey lol thanks for the Add :D

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