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Maybe I've grown as a person...
..so aren't you proud?
I'm glad I feel driven now, I want to be independent and alive, and get rid of these long pauses of waiting and nothing in me, luckily, I have no real way to achieve that, except philisophically.
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bleh.
I should just make myself a miserable human being and become a writer, i can't stop writing once I start, and i only really start when I'm depressed, when something's stuck in my head and wont get out. I just reread eveything else i wrote on my computer, saved and ahid away in some file so i wouldn't have to read it, so I could try and move on. I' ( Read more... ) -
welcome back
five seconds after you left I finally had something to say. I can't remember it now, and if I can I don't feel the words resonate anymore. I went outside to talk to someone, no one, anyone, and the moon. Nobody was there and the moon hid behind clouds. So yelling into the sky and the cold about betrayal and depresion and anger, I raved and ( Read more... ) -
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Where are you?
I want to see you again, hold you in my arms. I just want to hear your voice, talk to you. come back sooner! I miss you! -
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here's your moon.
I talked to the moon tonight. he doesn't say much, but he's a good listener. I told him my troubles, and my friends' troubles, we talked about what I wanted to do. I asked him about the future and love, why bad things happened, and what he thought of them. I got no answers, but explained my questions, which were answers enough. -
Fedorable.
Oh! I got a hat! -
All Saloon Theater
The AST just had their yearly fundraiser for the play, whatever it turns out to be. We made a Saloon out of a basement, which included a wall made intirely of huge sheets of black paper hanging from the ceiling. Everything looked like crap and wasn't gonna work. Maggie was the barkeep, where we couldn't serve alcohol, so she spent an hour before ( Read more... ) -
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In contrast, the dead of night changes the perception of the world in space. everything is quiet, dark, and probably dead. The air itself is now black, and weighs down, urging me to bed. Everything pushes towards sleep, but any slight resistance, and I'm through, to enjoy the infite distances of the dark. Matter violates it's own laws and stops ( Read more... ) -
the points of a right triangle
So I tried to jump over a bush. I didn't quite clear it. Mind you, this is a pretty big bush. My left knee grazed through it a bit, which was fine, didn't slow me down or anything. So later I look at my knee, and find out that the bush had thorns in it. I figured this out by the three giant thorns in my leg. These thorns had managed to pierce ( Read more... )