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21 Years
So, I started this LJ when I was 14 years old. I want to keep it current, but I feel strange about maintaining it. I am more or less a ghost here, only posting when certain stars are in alignment or on special occasions.
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A predictable pattern. You feel flighty in your current relationship for a period, so you become accessible. Suddenly I'm not bothering you and a step further, I'm not talking to you enough. Test for relate-ability... Sure we get along. So I don't really ever want to entertain it because what's the point, your best friend disappeared years ago ( Read more... ) -
DEAR JOURNAL:
This is our 10 year anniversary. A 14 year old Daryl learned how to be vague on the internet. With the assistance of poor grammar and a train of thought that never seemed to construct itself in the same manner most thoughts from others do. HEY BABE -
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I've been gone for a long time. I could never keep a personal journal. There are a few private entries here... It's hard to roll with the changes these days. I used to be able to read so much of the goings-on of my friends. Now the single person that still clings to writing here is barely a hue in the portrait of my days. It is strange to ( Read more... ) -
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Slow slide back into an old miserable life starts now.
I would give everything to be swallowed up in my own bed tonight, that or on a bus to MA in October.
2am Calltime tomorrow. Early goodnight -
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Some people have no fucking respect. So many people I know are having it rough either just starting their life or in the middle of their adulthood. Just to hear people I love upset because some idiot fuck who probably is in a better of situation decided that they'd impress their friends... Whatever. Fuck people
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