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the worst feeling is the one where you feel you might have gotten yourself into something you cannot ever get out of. how can something make every bit of sense then not make any at all. i'm either eternally free or forever trapped in a bad idea.

= OVER

why the fuck are you ignoring me after 6 years?

If I could, i'd sleep until next Thursday when we take off to Long Beach Island for two days. this next rest will put me through another 9 and counting.

when will the madness cease

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HELL IS WHAT YOU MAKE.

THE CHOICE IS YOURS.

THIS IS WHERE I WAS BORN...

AND IM PROUD TO CALL THIS MOUNT OF DIRT I LIVE ON MY HOME.

THIS IS WHERE I BELONG.

and with that pride, i renounce, all that my leaders have done.........

(you cant give up)

i don't know where I'm going anymore.

but I know I'm definitely going somewhere........

and you'll have been there to see it all, Livejournal.

a couch. an apartment. an empty box set of dvds. all in the name of an attempt to make you understand we should have been there all along.

it's not a matter anymore.

but it still finds its way of keeping me up at night.

or making me leak out like i am right now. even though the kid is in the same room as me.

fuck it.

every aching wound will cauterize and bruise in memory of what we used to call in love.

motion city soundtrack