"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious."


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Does it matter what I say? I can tell you all my name is Sarah Catherine,that
I'm eighteen, and my favourite colour has always been blue or yellow.
Those are only facts about myself, and yet, I always see paragraphs written as such.

I doubt it would matter at all if you knew,that I love my best friends
with everything I have.That I support my school football team, 100% and
I hate missing games. That I love the band geeks.They never get enough credit.
I could tell you I'm editor of the school paper.That I have an intense passion
for writing.Or that I'm never anywhere without my ipod.

I can inform you all that I've been in love.That my heart was once broken,
and now it's healed.I can tell you I believe in God, and know I'm going to
live forever.But do you know who I am? I can't find myself to believe you do.

Any words I write, are just that. Words on some page.It doesn't mean you
know who I am, or what I'm about. I myself am still figuring that out.

One Month

ONE MONTH;

Time:

Days: 31
Hours: 744 hours
Minutes: 44640
Seconds: 2678400

How far away:

Miles: 977
Hours: 15

"Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?"

I guess I don't have anything to say; I love him. Thats all you need to know.


PEACE.
LOVE.
NARGLES.

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