I'm undeleting this so that I don't lose the 500 odd entries I made. But I won't be using it anymore, so don't bother commenting on anything.

I don't even know what to write. I'm so frustrated, I want to just delete this journal.

I feel very judged lately. People who know only half-stories are passing judgement without in my opinion even trying to understand my side of things.

I didnt decide to stop going to church because i wanted to reject god> my keyboard is all messed up< so my ( Read more... )

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@#!%*

I hate this fucking computer. Long long udpate full of thoughts erased into oblivion.

And I'm not typing them again.

I'll sum it up quickly. Yes, I've changed. And I'm glad I have. I like the me in progress. The me I'll someday become.

I'm a good person. I don't need religion to make me 'good.'

That's about it.

Got woken up by Justin this morning and called into work for lunch, and I'm glad I did ( Read more... )

You know, there was a time when I thought my redeeming qualities included being fairly inteligent and down to earth, ultimately choosing the good inspite of my regular impulsiveness ( Read more... )

Don’t be afraid to hold me tight ( Read more... )

Don't behave with cold manners.

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Oy. I'm definitely sick again.

Damn my throat.

Okay, so the articles didn't get edited today. And I won't have time tomorrow.

But Tuesday. I swear!!

Christine should be sending me more, so we'll be all set. Yay.