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i care about a lot of people, it would just be naive to think that things don't change.

i'm just not in the loop anymore.

the past doesn't repeat itself. everything is always new and exciting if you can pay attention to the details.

i wonder how all my old friends are doing.

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dear diary,

i cry in front of strangers. i am sexually active. i smoke cigarettes and use drugs recreationally. i am affected. i am not bullet-proof. i am solid, but not rigid, and fluid like sand. free love. intercourse. primal. obsessed. liberated. nervous.

what a year. sincerely, zaki jarrah.

flip flop in the studio with jack.


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i am in lakeland until tuesday.

i think the struggle is important. i think being at odds with contentment and glorifying the struggle is an easy groove to fall in. It makes us meander while idolizing what we don’t know; and in the end, i think there’s always an air of longing for the unknown. I’m positive that that mind state cripples us in the middle; too anxious to stand still ( Read more... )