Family. They say you can't chose your family, but I think they're wrong. It all depends on how you define family. To some people family would be that bunch of weird people you're stuck with until you're 18. To me, family is a group of people who are there for me not only when they can be, but when they can't. That doesn't make sense. It doesn't have to. Family is people who love you not only for who you are, but who you aren't. They love how you have weird quirks, and are able to laugh at your every mistake yet still make you feel good about yourself. They don't care if you're not popular, all they care about it you. They don't want some little cog in the mold, they want someone whose completely original, and not just a shadow of someone else. Family is unconditional love. You can be the biggest fuck up in the world and they'll still love you just the same, maybe even more because it just shows you're human and make mistakes. My family would be... Lauren, Maddie, Alex P., Alex Wh., Angelo (=D), Matt, Josh, and Erin. Ooh def. Erin. (totes!)
Today... Today I went to Erin's and we jammed. And play the "in my pants" game where you add in my pants to the end of the song title. Oh jeez, it got BAD.
Peace. Song of the day-Thunderstruck, ACDC
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Family can easily be defined as people who care and keep caring no matter what anyone else says. They keep caring, even if people call you a freak.
(and freak is just a matter of opinion anyway)
And they don't even consider you a f*** up. Either.
I agree with your opinion on family... wish i had that family.
I have to disagree with basswizard >.<
on what? Which part of his statement?
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