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Raise your glass
Well, it's done. For good or ill. It's been coming for a while now. I've tried to deny it for months now, but I think a part of me knew it was there, that it was over. I think I'm tired of keeping it to myself. Bring on the gossip and the backbiters and the lowlifes. Bring on the people who want to use my loss or new single status as an ( Read more... ) -
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Fuck life. This shit sucks. -
Nervous Breakdown
And now, my computer just busted. Turned it off, went upstairs for a shower, and when I came down the power button would light up but nothing else is happening. It's not loading up to windows, and the screen just stays black. I've got my little netbook here as backup, but my main laptop is less than two years old. I don't understand why it ( Read more... ) -
Another fine mess
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Poetry
History
You say that you don't mind my scars
I play the snakes and ladders in my flesh and keep my shirt on
You say that you've seen me naked
But sometimes I just feel different in the light when my scars are even whiter than the skin that makes yours darker
which I know you like
but you say that one only looks like pain
So I keep my shirt on
Addiction
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The fine art of falling apart
I'm finding it really hard to be motivated about anything. School, work, applying to a new University, even going out to see friends. My life has basically shrunk to my parents and Nathan ( Read more... ) -
So this is home
Well, I've been back home for over a month now, and I'm not really sure if I'm impressed or not. I feel like I'm falling back into all my old routines and stagnancies all over again. Sleep in, read a book or play video games, maybe go out with Nathan, or hang out with Brett or other people, or go to Forsaken Games. Every week or three go and ( Read more... ) -
What's wrong with me?
I've been really restless lately. Is that my travelling, or something else? I dunno. I think (and hope) it's the travelling, and not being used to staying in one place so long and not going out and expreriencing new things. I couldn't stand it being anything else. All the other prospects are too horrible to contemplate. -
No stomping for a little while
I've forgotten how painful it is to break in a new pair of boots. My ankles are covered in blister bandaging and band-aids. No pain, no gain. No pain, no gain. No pain, no gain.
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My new best friends
I am now the proud owner of a pair of 14 hole black Gladiators. I forsee a long, happy life together. A girl and her boots are not soon parted.