I think it's dumb to create online journals so that you can post pictures of yourself and then get a multitude of compliments. Especially when you already get many in real life. Especially when you persist in denying that the compliments are truthful. It just seems...pointless. And very, very vain.

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Open. 6:30am

Drive sisters to school. Sleep in first period. Silence (but for the scribbling and scratching of pencils) and workworkwork in second. Scorn and perpetually rolling eyes in third. The beach. NGC. Dinner with Dave. Crime and Punishment. Library. Juice. Xbox (Unreal).

"How could we just be a pile of memories?"

Close. 11:10pm

"Our awareness is all that is alive and maybe sacred in any of us."