I realised today that I am becoming dumber by the minute.

My intellect has dropped. Mind stimulation is at an all time low.

School is a boring thing to have to rely on, or to ally with and use as self graditude or validation.

A majority of the people who surround me are wholeheartedly disappointed with the state of our world, and humanity generally ( Read more... )

So where the fuck are my millions of other entries?

I think starting a journal is a good thing for me, being an individual and all.

Let's begin then.

Yesterday I went to mum's. She called me just after I finished 'Holding the Man' and I was choking on tears.
"Were you asleep?" She asked.
"Yeah mum." 
I didn't want to tell her I'd been crying. Too much ( Read more... )

finally. reality. hello.we. missed.you.

here it comeswitht he blank expression

dreamt i was dead and watched people cry and numb

not everyone. not everyone knew. not everyone was here. tried to call them but remembered i was dead. so let that be.

and sharks.

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il y a des choses que j'oublie de dire. les occurances I ont besoin de toi pour savoir produit. J'essaye de pratiquer vous dire que journalier, mais des choses obtenir de la manière. les choses obtiennent de la manière. soupir.


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thankyou and/or thanks.

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What a fucking beautiful morning.

Fuck.
I am sick of so.many.things.
and I told people today.
and its left people pissed off with me. blocked.
and that's so good
because I really don't care.
THIS IS WHEN
I SMILE
AND MAKE MIX CD'S WITH SHIT GREAT SONGS
AND I HAVE NO FRIENDS

I love it.

dear erena:
message me when you read this.
I watched videos of seven and I that I sent you a year ago. so. let's be friends who feel again.

dear life:
I hate you a little bit. [requires no consent/approval to say such things!!]

obviously we're learning.
but someofyouotutherre are learning to become dumb.
from the philosopher.

bee.
bounce.

dear elizabeth:
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Your heart is a river, that flows from your chest;
through every organ.
Your brain is the dam,
and I am the fish who can't reach the core.

'Song is the voice of the heart'


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