I'm thankful for the painless death of my grandma's sister. I'm thankful for everything she's taught me about her time in history, about the human psyche and about will-power.
I'm thankful for Steffi, who just keeps putting up with my blah blah and that she never agrees to something just to make me stop talking. Thank you for your own opinion, though it's almost never the same as mine ;)
I'm thankful for my mom, who is sleepy, but funny; caring, but good at letting me grow independent and loving, but not overpowering. She takes in soo much crap and yet basically never raises her voice.
I'm thankful for my hostfamily, who are incredible people (and Carson-diggy) and I cannot begin to imagine my life without them... no, I really can't. You have enriched my life in ways that I probably can't even capture completely, yet, and I feel very honored that you've done, and still do, all these things for me... "You's homies are like woah, ya know?!"
I'm thankful for Daniel, who looks through me like no one else I know. Not even Steffi or Andy. And he doesn't make me feel awkward. Luv, you're amazing, though I promised to not call you pet names, anymore. If there's ONE person on earth, I can talk to about literally e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g, it's you. It has always been you. Some things never change. Like you, my friend. Thank you.
I'm thankful for my family. Though they're all crazy and old, unsocial and stuck up, they are still my family and I love them very much and I am lucky to have such a strong support system in my life.
I'm thankful for my friends, who are always there for fun times and partying. Also, talking. Thanks AJ. Remind me to buy you a drink for all my girly-brain crap you put up with. You have a way with words, it's astonishing. Soothing. Love it.
And lastly, and there's no point in denying that, I am thankful for Andy. Thank you for showing me that sleeping alone is a bunch of crap. Thank you for never getting angry at me that, with you, I can't watch a movie until the end; can't be the first to fall asleep; coming over in the middle of the night when I'm crying about whatever. Thanks for the hugs, the looks, the kisses and the rest. Thanks for the pain, the choking, the loud music and the toying me around. (Oh yeah, that was totally ironic, btw.) And if you can't be normal friends with me, though you said we would, then.. fuck you. ("No nigga, FUCK. YOU." hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa)
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