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I'm a soul-consuming individual. Passion extends to immense measures through my initiation. I write with reason. Occasionally, I make logic, but it's rare to become on a stable comprehensive level with me for I am naturally unpredictable. I am big on spontaneity and I get a radiant kick out of adventure. I love tremendously. I don't expect to become famous but I do have high standards when assumed to encounter someone fresh. I choose whom I want to stay and assist me in living and all that luxurious privileges. Not the girl next door. I'm not ordinary, not amazing.
	28 June 2010, 23:23 Uncalled measures I'm not a writer nor will I ever write a number one best selling novel in the country. I don't write for fame, fortune, or recommendations. I write for me. I declared myself practically emancipated because I do not live with my parents, I do not have money, and I do not have anything of my own basically. I live only on love and earned happiness. I am smart, determined, and can get places with just that. I am not a daughter of the most high, but that's never stopped me before. I strive daily for my own benefit and one day, my own real success. XOXO Llagas, Ione Skye 27 June 2010, 10:37 maybe yes, maybe no, definitely maybe Picture this: a kinship between a boy and a girl for over four years and the idea of them actually falling in love with each other. Doesn't it sound cliche? Falling for the best friend. You have so much in common because your interests grew from each other's influences. Is there a possibility . . . Wait, there's endless possibilities to this overrated story. So picture this: manipulation, disappointment, but at the end of each day, love itself in its unimaginable state. I'd say these imaginations are getting pretty confusing if I were in your shoes as well, buttttttttt I think I'm gonna pass. It's labeled fate. Yeah, the whole concept of the eventually becoming the present. This is my story. About four years ago, I discovered instant attraction in a middle school cafeteria when this boy with cheap blonde hair tips or was it highlights, stood in front of a handmade gravestone, which stood for a Halloween Dance prop and he stood there for a photo capture. Of course it was then, that I made it a goal to pursue his lovely self. He's the reason I had more fun with boys than with girls. He's the reason I stayed after school besides dance practice. Yes, we've had our share of past relationships and experiments. Now, here we are fighting every sign of negativity to maintain our relationship. I remember that summer when you left for Vegas. I tried my best to get your attention every day even if it was just a brief online conversation we'd have, I had to know you were still there. I was pathetic and desperate, I have to admit. But no matter what I tried, no matter what I said or did, you still did not have the slightest interest in me. That didn't stop me though. Our first year in high school was when we became more familiar with each other. This was this year I first initiated belief in fate. We were classmates for every class and I couldn't help but thank whomever responsible for this amazing opportunity because as creepy as it sounds, I was absolutely happy to see you every single day minus the lonely weekends. You taught me the ways of a male and welcomed me into the minds of men. I learned how to read other guys. I learned how to gamble. You taught me the insides of certain activities I'd later participate in. This was also the year we became the best of friends. You confided in me when you were facing problems at home and I appreciated your trust in me. I remained one of the guys and you fell for other girls and I advised you when it came to asking them out. I was fulfilling my obligations as your best friend. And you were there for me when you'd found out about my feelings for you and when I was experiencing troubled times as well. I was glad to have you still in my life. From exhanging thoughts, sharing clips of our lives with each other through letters and drawings, we had a connection. Undoubtedly, I was blessed with the best friend anyone could ever dream for. I promised not to get too absorbed in my extracurriculars, but promises are indeed meant to be broken. We grew distant for a while and though it sounds a little devastating, it wasn't. This gave you the opportunities to have fun and reconnect with people you truly love. And it also gave me the benefit of exploring my options from other things and other people not dealing with you. I dealt with this perfectly. I had encountered a great relationship with someone else and you had your favorite thing in the world. We still had our talks, our little arguments, and we still remained friends. Just not as close as before, but it still existed for something. I was in love with someone else and for the first time, I thought it'd be your turn to be happy for me. I really believed you were seeing as how you were with someone else as well. And we stopped talking for whatever reason we did for quite some time. I felt as if I didn't know you anymore. And truth is, I didn't. We both didn't know each other until I begged you to understand that my feelings for you were put in the past and it was too late for you to come around. Like me, that didn't stop you. Summer came and school was out. We spent a lot of time together and we grew to have more than just crushes on each other. You fell in love with me, as I with you and my relationship with that someone else came crashing down with you to prevent me from going down with it. We loved each other even before we became official. I feel like it's been that way since I saw you; the little boy in the middle school cafeteria. You've inspired me in ways you don't even realize. You've inspired the individual I am today. You've contributed to the success I practically live on. You've offered me so much and I don't know if it's even possible to repay you for all the kindness you've given me. You've respected me and listened to everything I have to say. You do this thing with your gestures and mind readings that I completely adore. You love me with a love I deem as unique and to die for. You provide me with happiness that can satisfy even the hunger strike in Africa. What we have is real. And with all the disagreements, fights, and tears, I can still say that with each day, I love you even more and more. Always have, always will. Happy Time Span of a Baby's Formation ♥ , 01:21 always have, always will June 27, 2010 So today I woke up and believed I'd just escaped the most difficult dream to comprehend. It's funny because usually after trying to decipher all the memories and key objects I had in my dream, I lose basis of it all. It's been like that between dreams and reality since I was three. Reality conquers and continuosly remains undefeated. It's summer time here on Guam, Where America's Day begins. Summer is supposed to be about having the time of my life. Especially since it is Summer 2010. Fresh out of high school and so much to put my hands on. The gossip has completely run dry and I am seriously getting tired of all the stories of hook-ups and heartbreaks. There is however one scandal I deeply honor as sacred. It seems our little big apparent leader and friend; almost was like a brother with me has popped out of his turtle shell into the vast impure world of activity most teenagers now enjoy. As for me, I need definitely want and need more fun outings with friends. But for now, I will remain silently problematic and hopeful for my story to play out right. toooodles!