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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILY LOVE ! ! !

i'm so so sorry that i didn't say so yesterday, but i wasn't able to go online and thus i couldn't message you or post anything :[

ALSO !!!
yo this chick was in the la times !!!
i'll scan the picture as soon as i can and post it, but i'm at school at the moment, working on the school newspaper for deadline night, so... :]

~aria loves lily.












and, yes. i'm not at home and unfortunately i don't have the comfort of being able to pensively post thoughts for this entry, but...

i was thinking earlier today about the fact that certain people don't fully comprehend the extent to which life can be painful and taxing on the self and the strength of mind.
i have friends-- dear friends-- who suffer tremendously either as a result of family-- a unit that is undeniably and, at times, unfortunately a cause of a disproportionate amount of strain; they grit their teeth and draw blood in order to cope but they never utter a sound in order to complain. when isolated or only in the presence of close friends, they allow themselves to be vulnerable-- they break down at times and reveal the weight of this thing called life, but in public they don't intrude on others by complaining or laying down their problems on the shoulders of others.
on the other hand, i know others that are undeniably fortunate to have been blessed with functioning parents, intact homes, health, love... yet they never stop expending energy on trying to make their "misfortunes" known. every small thing that is not in accordance with their wished is a subject of complaint. and i suppose everyone, particularly at this age, is guilty of that. but some are admittedly more so than others.
makes me sick.







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