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i am in such a daze. the boy last night with the dimples asked me if i was worth it, and i said yes. i asked the same of him, and he said no. i am a stranger in my own apartment. other people's things are covering my kitchen counter, and my roommate is having people for dinner without extending the invitation. i shouldn't whine so much. things are ( Read more... ) -
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i just looked back at old photos and now my insides are broiling. i feel betrayed. god knows i have done my fair share of hurting people, but jesus. i want to know why, and when. and where was i? and why didn't i have any inclination? fuck. i am so mad at you. i am so mad at myself. two years. two fucking years. it should have ended a long time ago ( Read more... ) -
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it's a problem how pathetic i feel. i can't seem to be productive, and to escape how lonely i've been feeling i choose to nap or waste time on the internet. the problem is i'm not busy yet. i know it will happen soon enough, and then i'll be thinking back to these first few days of my last semester as an undergraduate where i went out on monday, ( Read more... ) -
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knee-deep in yesterdays sinking slow like ( Read more... ) -
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i wish i could figure out how to make this stop.
i can't stop listening to this song.
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i want to be walking a shaded path through the mountains, feeling some ghost of a breeze lifting my hair. or i'd like to be on a train with a book in my lap. i'd like to be able to sit down without thinking about the million other things i should be or want to be doing. i can't ever just sit, i'm always jumping ahead to what i could be doing with ( Read more... ) -
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my heart is sleepless ( Read more... )