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and i believe that teresa and i do rely on each other, not in a physical companion sort of way, but more as a way to relieve tension in our messy little minds. finally i can sort of see where she was going with all those fancy words, and maybe i can actually live life with some sort of complacency in the fact that

all my friends,
all the people that i love,
are perfect complements to what i figure to already be a perfect sort of life,
my OWN!

because in its imperfection i gain strength and wisdom and pain, and in times of hardship, it is impossible not to grow. my spirit hasn't been crushed, and it seems to be emerging SOON!

(mhmmm yum munch yum munch yum - pow