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So i have been stupid fucking happy the last few weeks... I finally have my best friends all around me. Steven moved back here from Michigan. I am so glad he is home. He has helped us a great deal with removing shit for the remodel. oh and yeah by the way im remodeling my house =) and its weird how things work out when your so close.. Brandi and I have been friends since... like 1998 or 1999 something like that... and I met Steven through Brandi in like 2000, we were really good friends and I dont think that the distance and time apart changed a thing... I love them with a fucking passion... I am so fucking happy that I have them back in my life. Steven moved to Michigan in 2001 and Brandi and I swore we would look for him til we either found him or died trying... I had dreams about finding him and Brandi had her intuitions... low and behold, of all the fucking places to find him... FACEBOOK... yeah go fucking figure... it was one of those nights when i had that feeling that i needed to call brandi... it was mainly to rant about "her" ("her" name will never be mentioned in this blog cause shes a skank ass hoe... nuff said) "she" did something fucking stupid and i wanted to fucking blow the fuck up... i called Brandi because she feels the same way i do, im just more vocal about it. so anyways i call her (first time we spoke in months) and i tell her whats going on... she calls her a few names and we spend mayb 3 mins talking about it... then moved on to another subject... she works in medical records at the local jail and asked me what a friend of mines brothers name was... she said he was arrested... and i looked him up to make sure its him... then i had this chill... it was weird... im like... steven... we need to look for steven... so i opened all my search windows looking for his crazy ass... she looked on her data base for him... (just in case he turned into a trouble maker) i opened myspace, facebook, twitter, and various search engines to look his name up... i was on my facebook page and there was a hit, right age, in MI, i told brandi... " I THINK I FUCKING FOUND HIS ASS" SHES LIKE "WHAT????" SO i told her about what i found and sent him a message on August 5th 2010 saying " Do you know Brandi Royer or myself Heather Oakley from Auburndale?" i figured i would get fuck no who are you leave me alone... just like i have for the last 10 years... but not this fucking time... about 10 mins after i sent it i got a reply... "yeah i do..." I WAS LIKE " FUCK YES BRANDI ITS HIM!!!!" and I immediately gave him my number... its been a long year... 10 years since i fucking saw this guy... and it was like nothing ever changed... yeah Brandi and I got married, and her and Steven both have reproduced, something i have yet to experience... but its the same... its the fucking same... I love them to death... I am blessed to have them back in my life... I really have been so much happier since i have them back in my life. a series of events happened and Steven moved back home *here* and its been great... I get to hang out with my *TRUE FAMILY* My blood isnt the only family i got... My brother is a douchass and i dont give a fuck about it anymore... his kids are all i care about and they have nothing to do with his drunken ass... fuck him... or dont... i would advise not... anyways... family... they are the ones who really matter... the ones you love and if something happened to then it would hurt you... thats a fucking family.. and i love mine... but its 3 am and im toast... good night
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