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The last month or so has been a time of unprecedented awesomeness for me, as a new Golden Age has seem to have begun.

I've started seeing one of the greatest women I've ever known. She was a really good friend of mine a few years ago when we were in college together, and since she's coming to visit for a wedding we've been talking...
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oryon:
you sir, are a gentleman and a scholar apparently.
oryon:
hahahaha nice motto

but

you're supposed to answer them all!
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What is there to say really? I'm keeping everyone at arms length. I'm all out of effort for getting close to people, for trying to beat down their doors to get them to hang out or call. I'm all out of love and chivalry for people who never give anything back.
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elea:
ok now i found out it would work if i got it from there.
but nvrmind me hahah
elea:
yup. i can convert those no problem =)
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I've been thinking more and more about the idea of doing away with my entire personality, my entire history, my entire life as it has been so far, and just making up something new. Is it possible to throw your old life away and start a new one? Is it possible to rid yourself of the chains of the past, those chains that Jacob Marley...
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stockholm:
Hi there.
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I'm still here, every now and then. I'm not missing it much though. And it isn't that there is anything better in the real world, at least not yet. Everything just feels kind of like a zombie whirlwind. Very little makes sense. Very little seems real. I have a hard time finding any kind of direction, any kind of grounding. Life is starting to feel...
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Yesterday I got into a strange, turbulent, and emotional kind of miniature maelstrom of the mind. Something triggered an episode of intense hurt inside of me, and I spent the better part of the afternoon grappling with it. I tried to move deeply into the feeling, to not try to cover it up or bury it. My head was hurting and my stomach was acting...
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I finally got around to checking my grades from last semester, and after wondering whether or not I would be taking Anatomy and Physiology again, I was thrilled to see...(drum roll) D-MINUS!!

And so my science-with-a-lab requirement is now on the list of unpleasant things I will never have to do again. For yet another day, life keeps on rocking.
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Again, I've spent a great portion of my night recapturing the awesomeness that was my childhood.

I've been watching Galaxy High on YouTube. This was one of the greatest fucking cartoons ever made. It blows my mind to think that there was once this magical era when kids ritualistically got up every Saturday morning and dashed to the TV to eat cereal and watch some...
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Couldn't shake a strange, desperate feeling yesterday. It was my day off, so I cleaned house, and I soaked a lot of old miniatures in simple green, then scrubbed the paint off with a toothbrush.

My mom was around for part of the day, and we talked and realized we're both screwed up in pretty much the same ways. I've spent a lot of my...
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wtf:
I understand. I'm still attempting to grow out of my savior mode. When I was young, I was afraid to run from the violence. I needed to know if she was killed or hurt. If I ran, I'd never know if it would be safe to come back if she didn't survive, he'd surely kill me too. So I endured the sounds and with my head covered the vibrations of their violence and destruction
. How anyone could choose to live like that is beyond me. I guess that's just it, you can't save someone, but you can show them that there is another choice. You certainly can't force them to live another way, the way you think they should. My mother is bordering poor and will be soon, yet she spends as though her last name is Trump. Growing up poor, I save everything when I can. Maybe it's my addiction, but if I carry teabags with me, gas stations will give me free hot water, If I pack my own P B & J, I can make it through school and work and still concentrate. I still feel guilty for not contributing to my 401K and my mom couldn't care less. As though she doesn't see the future burden on me to take care of her.

Then comes the isolation of having your own problems and no one to turn to for understanding. Trailblazing, even the word seems sharp, jagged and rough.

Whatever you do, don't feel guilty for living hte life you feel you should. It's your path.
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Cause it's time to bring the fire down
Bridle all this indiscretion
Long enough to edify
And permanently fill this hollow



In order to swim up from the cold dark depths, we must first surpass the Leviathan. Jormungandr has so many wrapped in his coils, but to free yourself from the earthly bondage that likens you to serpents is the goal, so that you may...
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kundalini:
I had thought that you weren't going to return. It's good to have you back.

It's that damn squirrel that you have to worry about the most. Or the two crows. I'm not sure which is worse.
wtf:
No such thing as the past?

How scary is that. I'm glad that you are back. It's a rooting feeling.
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Today, towards the end of my December-long bitching and whining streak, I realized how fortunate I am to have a handful of really good friends. The quality can't be beat.

If nothing else goes right, at least I've got that going for me. It's nice to know that you have people that are so effortlessly easy to love, who make that love just blossom right...
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It's a been a long fucking December, and there wasn't any reason to believe that maybe this year would have been better than the last. But you know what? It's almost over, so take that month that spawned me a quarter of a century ago!

I don't know what compelled me to come back to Suicide Girls...Sure, I love naked chicks. Sure, I love giving...
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I'm wiped out. I had a lot of fun this weekend, but I didn't realize how tired I was until I sat down to write this. Edmund Burke was kind of a douche, and Mary Wollstonecraft is a lot cooler, but he did have at least some good ideas, such as:

All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good men do...
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