i will always be inclined to over-sized clothing and music that makes April seem like Christmas Eve.
i will often choose quality time with my hands interlaced around a cup of steaming chai.
i will always think that letters hand written from loved ones mean more than money.
i can't ever forget the day my best friend was born and i became an older sister.
i believe i can attest to the fact that love stings, or maybe that true love never will hurt you.
i can say my favorite memories include swaying to music and laughing too loud.
i am always going to appreciate twinkle lights and catchy phrases.
i will always have an unhealthy addiction to food, and i'm okay with that.
i will forever believe words hold more power than a pistol.
i wont ever dislike wearing black and i will always drive too fast.
i am fairly certain that till my last breath i will believe in miracles, like our friendship even through distance.
i will never stop writing. ever.
i will constantly thank the lord for my mom.
i will be inclined to quilts and pillows covering me in my bed till the day is slept away.
i trust in consistency and fluctuation frightens me.
i will often wish i hadn't moved.
i think summer time is a life style and i would rather life in an icy cold winter.
i will always find old coffee tables and painted wooden floors enchanting.
i will always love the spark in your eye as we laugh on your living room couch till midnight.
i will find happiness through things most don't and once again, laugh with a laugh that is too loud.
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