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I've been back for a few hours and already I'm furious.
However insecure I might be about my chances to get into where I hope to go, I can't wait to be out of this house for good.
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I feel the burn, but I don't feel the pain
I don't know what to do.
There's nothing I can do. That's the problem. It's always the problem.
I hate time. I hate progression and accumulation and how one second can change so much and you don't even realize it.
I think I've gone into shock. Not figuratively, but literal shock. I can't feel any emotions except a horrible pain in my head. I can't ( Read more... ) -
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It's like a shot of Novocaine to the heart; it feels pierced, swollen, but mysteriously numb except for the nerves that have been scraped raw and scream. The women are friendly--funny that they're all women; your real doctor's a man; you haven't seen him in months--but their job is the piercing and scraping.
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Alrighty then
I have a new LiveJournal. I won't put its name; if you read this, chances are you've already been friended on the new journal. If not, let me know and I'll gladly add you. Adding won't be selective on the new journal. Private angsts will still be here. -
Whatever will come, we'll come through
Garrumph ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Kindness of Strangers
Kidney - yes, if mine's actually worth donating, which I kind of doubt.
Bone marrow - almost definiely not worth donating.
Pretty much any part of me that's healthy and that I could give, I would, whether to a stranger or best friend. Sadly, there isn't much that fits the former. -
Because I just don't know how to be done
I had been of the impression that my college list was finally complete, my having nitpicked to the greatest extent of my ability. I’m having second thoughts, though. Pomona, Occidental, and Lewis & Clark are still golden. UW Honors is still…meh, but ok. Yale is still the least cringe-worthy of the colleges my parents wish to push on me. I am, ( Read more... ) -
If you see her, please send her my love
Back-to-school day came at an opportune time, the day after a very nervewracking and bad-news-flooded medical check-up and the day before the exodus of seniors officially began. Between those, seeing people I've had scarce contact with over the last couple months was pleasant. A few people complimented my appearance, which was strange but also very ( Read more... ) -
Shit
Hi, my name is Sophia and I'm an idiot. I give up when I'm not ready to let go and then I try to toe at bridges long since burned, only to find my foot in ash. And I should probably private or at least filter this entry, but I won't bother, because. I. Am. An. Idiot. Who probably wouldn't even realize she hadn't fucking privatized or filtered what ( Read more... )