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[02 Aug 2006|12:08am] |
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Muse - Thoughts of a Dying Atheist |
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I dont know why i always have to be afraid of myself.
Prehaps sometime i should actually go with my intuition and stop moping around all the time; get up and do something about it. Sometimes i think things will work themselves out. Really important things i shouldn't set aside, but i do. Not just because i forget, but because i fear confrontation and lack motivation.
These past two or three weeks have been really bad for me.
I haven't felt like this since freshman year.
I'm smart enough to know not to inflict pain on myself. (unlike freshman year)
but i know i'm not happy. Not happy in ways similar to freshman year. (insomnia x10)
I dont know why i keep refering to freshman year.
Freshman year has nothing to do with how i feel.
I should just forget about it.
I should really just forget about it.
My friends are here for me... i lacked that during the 9th grade.
but sometimes i feel i dont deserve my friends. i feel like a parisite.
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[02 Aug 2006|09:45pm] |
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The Carinals Game. |
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Who are we talking to when we blog?
People make blogs abour thier friends. But, when in reality... the friends are the ones who read the blog, so my question is this: Who are we talking to when we blog?
Psychologically speaking... prehaps we all have hypothetical "imaginary" friends.
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