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The worst feeling in the world is...when you are wrapped in warmth and blankets, bag of doritos in your hand...television remote in the other hand...and then ( Read more... )

I sat on my bed watching the tube. I ignored the scattered work around me, and deliberately ignored their pleas to finish what I must.

...procrastination is sexy.

...My school gives me headaches.

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..Hell, I give myself headaches.

I'm running low on sleep, and I've enhaled too much of that non-smudge spray when I wasn't supposed to be spraying it in my room. I'm running low on sleep, oops...I believe I've said that already. I blame my drawing teacher. I will crucify him for this....in my head, anyway.

I suppose this is another entry where I ramble about how there is no reality except the one that exists in my brain, and everything is but another figment of my imagination. And how I avoid responsibility and work because I'm scared of failure and disappointment. Because I realize that it is better not to try and fail, then to try and fail ( Read more... )

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