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I’m listening to my parents talk in their room, my mom says “I like you the way yoü are”. They joke. They laugh. “you watch tv more than I do” my father says. My mother says “shhh” and changes it to hgtv. More laughter, more jokes.

I wish I could somehow record this moment mentally in my head, and never forget. I’m hopeful I will have this soon, and 20 years from now.

I chose not to believe you when you’d mutter constantly (not just once) “you’ll never have love like that Hannah, that doesn’t exist, get over it.”

Don’t ever believe when someone tells you such negativity, no matter how low yoü feel.

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I accidentally called yoü today. You responded back in a message: “this number called me? Who is this?” a tinge of pain struck me. Temporary pain, but still pain. To know that I could be erased out of memory from someone that once cared…well it snapped my hopeful self back to reality.

So thank yoü for that.

My armor, my seat belt, my air bags, helmet, high school locker, diary with a key, safe with a combination you’ll never know…

Right then and there, I hired my own personal security guard for my heart:

me.

ghostdiary:

Hi. I got your fanmail. Thank you. I’ll be back soon.

daftpansy

What?! That’s hella cool, I feel special ;) hehe. We’ve talked a few times on twitter. Such a nice gal. Gosh we are such dorks emelia ;)