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anyway.
and on that note, words cannot express how grateful i am to the people who took the time to call, text, message... who did everything in their power to drop a line and make sure that me/my family/my house was okay. random people i barely know. family in holland. friends from camp. my mother's friends from hannibal. i wasn't even in houston when the hurricane hit and people that i love still made sure to call and check on my family. my roommate & other half & bestie to end all besties laurpattz deserves a medal for putting up with me for the last few days and being the most reassuring and kind person i know. i find it interesting that a few people didn't even bother, which only confirmed the fact that some people are really just worthless as friends/family. this was the final push. and i know that my mother feels the same way i do, in that ike gave us the reason we needed to finally cut those people out of our lives. i feel strangely good about it. it's high time to start living my life without baggage.