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I hate the waiting game. Am I being too pushy, too much; maybe I’m in contact too little, maybe you think it says that I don’t like you very much.

I write, I instant message, I call and leave a voice mail. I wait. I wait. I wait. Sure I understand you have things to do, you ( Read more... )

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I hoping, nay praying, begging, and pleading to not fuck this one up.

I met you at a show with a Japanese looking fellow who kind of looks like a girl from behind as the main singer. He rocked my socks off, not literally of course because I was also wearing shoes, but ( Read more... )

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Must hold on a little longer.
Sanity slipping away.
Must hold on.

Seriously, what a nightmare of a semester. [I wonder how often I’ve said that in Dec?]
But alas, I’m nearly through. I may not have gotten away clean, but I will have gotten through.

I have but just one last ( Read more... )

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It’s a question asked of me by many a people.
It’s a question I’m never sure how to answer.

What do people really want to know when asking this question?
Do they want to know what I’m physically doing, and where I’m physically doing what I happen to be doing? Or perhaps they ( Read more... )

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A new poem: Permanent link .
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The Thick Mist

My depression is coming in like winter.
It’s cold sterile loneliness smacks you in the face.
White desolation mirrors the vast emptiness inside.

Yes my depression is setting into my soul as the sun dips ( Read more... )

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Seriously, they just don’t play well together folks.

I’ve been feeling really dumb in my emotions lately. Not that I haven’t had many emotions, but rather that the emotions I do have are rather stupid. They just don’t make any sense to me, well to my mind at least. Really, I’m ( Read more... )

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I feel tired and dreamy.
Lost, confused, and lonely.
Depressed, manic, and intelligent.
Stupid, frightful, and anxious.

Dammit. I really think I’m too old for this shit. Should I really be sleeping in until 10:30. Should I really be so deep into dreams that I hit the sleep ( Read more... )

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Some people eat when they feel bad, they say it makes them feel happier. Well, apparently it all depends on what you are eating. That ice cream might not be so bad after all. Here is a listing of 11 food that you can eat to feel better about yourself. On the plus side, they are ( Read more... )

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Gosh, I’m really much more shy than I had thought/imagined/hoped.
This kinda sucks. I don’t want to be shy. But how do I fix it. I’m not really sure.
There are people in my classes whom I would like to talk to, I just can’t do it.
Stupid shyness, go away; Damn you fears, leave ( Read more... )

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Damn today was tiring.  I was sweating buckets like I had just ran a marathon through hell. There is really no way for me to be able to keep up with school and work this semester. So, sorry work, we’ve had a great run, and I love ya and all, but this just isn’t going to work.

I ( Read more... )