They are the best family I could ever ask for.

It was interesting to talk to an Indian girl tonight - she was born and raised in America, had a great boyfriend, who was going to med school - but her parents wouldn’t accept their relationship. So after four years of trying to work through it, they called it quits.

I should be happy that my family wants me to get married to whoever I want - they’d support anyone I’d want to be with if it was a healthy relationship. I guess I feel alright about marriage now. If I care about some one, I should be with them. Because the only one who would stop it, is myself b

I’ve been thinking a lot. I dont wanna be jaded, I wanna be happy someday. Maybe I should just open up and give someone my all. At least once.

Spent time with my brother and his wife tonight. 3 years on August 16th. And they’re still really really happy. And they might really be in love.

Listen to your fucking head.

Fool me once, shame on you.
Fool me twice, shame on me.

Or however the fuck that quote shit goes.

My childhood neighbor boy that my mom moved into the house next to theirs when we were 11 is deploying to Afghanistan tomorrow.  I’m feeling pretty down about it at the moment.  We took one last picture together till he comes home, and his mom and I are going out for drinks Friday night. :)

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THIS