I feel like writing.
People come and go your entire life. There is no stopping it. There is no way to predict what will happen tomorrow. I hear it in a song or get the message from a film or a conversation with a friend. Things aren't as bad as I make them out to be. Nothing is that dramatic and life-changing. I like the...
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People come and go your entire life. There is no stopping it. There is no way to predict what will happen tomorrow. I hear it in a song or get the message from a film or a conversation with a friend. Things aren't as bad as I make them out to be. Nothing is that dramatic and life-changing. I like the...
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So I'm trying to invite people over so I can make them food. They don't seem too eager to join me in some Springtime grillin' fun. I feel like my gusto to have fun and be with (or make better) friends is too whimsical for anyone to take seriously. It all feels pretty forced. And I bought all the food and everything. This is the...
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I must have relationship issues. I haven't seen J. in two days and I'm having extreme anxiety already. Why do I do this to myself? Worry too much.
Spent some time with my dear friend Amanda and her bub last night. Champagne and cigarettes kept me company mostly however. I have third wheel syndrome. She did send me photos of my lovely birdies, so excited....
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Spent some time with my dear friend Amanda and her bub last night. Champagne and cigarettes kept me company mostly however. I have third wheel syndrome. She did send me photos of my lovely birdies, so excited....
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Its 12:28 am and I'm sitting with my best cat friend on my lap, watching the second season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Normally I think I would be forlorn that I have no plans and no one to hang out with (I need a roommate, badly). Things are weird with the boy (when aren't they) and instead of freaking myself out, I am going...
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Friends, what does one do to not dwell on regret?
That is, besides three rum and cokes?
Just curious.
That is, besides three rum and cokes?
Just curious.
Round three!
Back in bidness. And my profile, which is so obviously vital
, won't save for me.
I missed you Suicide Girls.
Back in bidness. And my profile, which is so obviously vital
I missed you Suicide Girls.
bradleyoliver:
bidness!!!!!