What. The. Fuck.

[amazingwombat]

O.K., I was innocently trying to happen upon the live journals of people who are somewhat or wholly relevant to my life, but somehow, I very quickly wound up in a tangled, gnarly wood of misery, shielded identities and eating disorders. Blindly following a lineage of links, perusing a bread crumb trail through people's friends lists, and through

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[sophieistheking]

I miss you. We need to do more things seeing as we have no classes together anymore. You are highly awesome.

[think_tomorrow]

Heh... reminds me of the joyous philosophical journies of my own youth. Somehow, though, things got better, only they didn't get better so much as I learned to focus on the more obvious universal truths and their direct consequences. Of course, I'm still not fully satisfied by my minimalistic approach to complexity of such a grandiose scale, but I'm content with it for now.
I do things like Amnesty International, like councils and committees and a hundred other things only fulfilling the busywork requirements of our society. Don't ever give up on people, although at times it would truly be easy to do... one person who cares like you is worth an incalcuble number who do not.

[amazingwombat]

I miss you too, Sophie.

And you, Nathan, for that matter. And everyone else who graduated last year, actually. The school feels so much bigger and blanker than before, because now most of the people I talk to at all are my grade or younger. It's lonely, even though I might not have known some of those people very well/seen them very often.

Hm. I reread that inadvertantly and found some amusing errors. haha. I'd be laughing outloud but am lacking energy and hence am not.

Amnesty international is good. I have an amnesty international calender in my closet, in case you were wondering. That was somewhat reassuring, Nathan.

Oh.
Right.

Sophie, we do need to do things. last year I saw you a lot and it made me happy. I don't like not seeing you. You used to have pink hair.

Love,

Eva