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A repost from Pjammer's page. Here's the original entry.

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The following snippet of overheard conversation was recently posted in a journal I frequent:
- There has been so much sadness in my life. So much hardship. So much anger ( Read more... )

I'm depressed. I've had a rough couple of weeks. But this video that legally_bald posted catapulted me right out of Bluesville. Seriously, I can't thank Poma enough for sharing this. The whole thing has me hooked, from the Jem and the Holograms song to the obviously-rehearsed choreography. Watching this made me realize that a world that can contain art like ( Read more... )

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Someday, somehow, I'll make a difference. If only I can overcome envy.

Now what?

It feels like lead weights strapped on my limbs, on my back, hung from my neck, sewn on my belly. It strips the youth from my face, pulling the ends of my lips, drooping my eyelids, tensing up my forehead. My jaw is lax, but my teeth clench. I sigh ( Read more... )

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The strike of ten at night is Pavlovian to me. It's not so much as the time per se, more on the awareness of the time. When I look at my watch and see that it's 9:55 PM, I know what's coming. In case a gulp of water isn't readily available, I drool more in preparation for an aidless pill-swallowing. It's a small tablet anyway, and my salivary ( Read more... )