Family. A unit of people that love and support you, believe in your abilities, accept your shortcomings and are there for you when you need them. I have an amazing family. The members of a little household called 459.
I care about them and love them so much. I never want to see them hurt. Anyone who thinks I am actively hurting my loved ones or ruining their lives is wrong. I like to have fun and get a little crazy but at the end of the day I have my head on straight and I am doing just fine. And so is the rest of 459. These are amazing people who are really going places and times might be tough right now but a little hardship is no reason to run away from life in the real world, the world outside the safety of old comfort zones. Not everyone can make it in the big bad city but I have faith that my family can.
It doesn't make us failures that we are sad sometimes and broke most of the time. It makes us average twentysomethings. We're actually some of the most extraordinary people I know, above average in a lot of ways. My roommates are creative and intelligent and funny and without them I don't think I would have been able to handle these past couple months. We might seem unstable sometimes. You might think we're one big mess. But we're not asking you to clean us up.
We are wild, we are free, we are more than you think. So call us freaks, but that's just the way we roll.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
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