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[Jan. 15th, 2006|03:27 pm] |
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| |  melancholy | ] |
Why aren't things easy like they used to be, you know, when we were younger? If they were it would be simpler to tell people things and not feel awkward doing it. I used to write a lot when I was in school and I did really well at it, but now I don't know how to put these things in my head in writing like I used to do. Why is it that life takes everything and complicates it to a point where it takes hours to understand the least complex aspect of it? The act of talking to a girl has gotten so complex that I have to mentally get myself prepared only to lose all my preparation at the sound of her voice. I hate this thing called emotion and wish I could make myself numb to it but can't. The emotions I feel make me who I am, and regardless I can't change that. But the sad truth is I can't help how I feel and even if I could I don't think I would for the simple fact that I am who I always have been because of those feelings. |
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| life kinda sux for me |
[Nov. 6th, 2005|09:21 pm] |
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Have you ever done anything you wish you could take back and at the same time feel somewhat relieved. I don't know what I should do, I don't want to make things worse and I want to do something but for once I don't know what should be done. If anyone reads this then I hope that its the person involved and that they will help me figure out what to do. I also hope that they will understand that I felt that I had to do it and meant no harm or disrespect to them. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2005|02:01 am] |
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| |  moody | ] |
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[Sep. 14th, 2004|08:00 pm] |
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| | depressed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Metallica - Fade to Black | ] |
What is it about me, I mean why am I the way I am? A girl I care about came by my work today and it just took my mood and tossed everything to hell because I didn't even get a chance to say hi to her. I want to escape but I just don't know how. I don't want to be me.... |
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