I've realized something. Home is not where I thought it was, home is no longer where I live. Or rather where I sleep at night, home is where you are. When I'm without you I am truely home sick, I spend all of my waking life with you and some of my sleeping and yet I have never gotten sick of you.
I miss you.
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This would be: Chapter three of the recorded life of Jeremy. A much lighter, healther, maybe less pretty version of my writing. Somethings may sound like I am rambleing and somethings may be life fulfilling. Hey, I'm not the oricle of how my blog affects people.
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- Jeremy
- Happy person most of the time, I love writing, taking pictures, and having fun!
Uhhmmm....
I like pie