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its been so long. so long since i last updated. and thats weird because theres been so much thats new. so much to update.
things are different, things are strange. i almost feel like ive been reborn.
nothing is the same as it was when i created this journal. this journal was almost forgotten.
ive been so busy but ive had so much time on my hands.
it seems like life is flying by me and all ive been doing is sitting on my ass.
ive moved out of my house. ive moved back. ive moved another in. were moving again. im changing states. shes going home. everything is strange.
ive been drug-free. a month or more. it feels good. it feels bad. i dont know how it feels.
everything is strange.
the whole world feels 2-dimensional. but i know in my heart that its real.
i bought a book. i finished a book. it made me think.
ive painted some pictures. ive started some paintings, i havnt finished some paintings.
ive got some new skin. ive got a long way to go.
things are so different. things are better. things are strange.
im kind of nervous. i dont know where this road is taking me, though ive gone so far to turn back would be insane. im sure im going to the right place.
i feel like ive lost friends. i feel like ive re-met old ones.
things have been hard. things have been frustrating. things have been good.
Brittny and i are happy. we are happy that we liberated ourselves from cranston. we are happy that we are going to jerz. we are happy together.
things are tough.
things must be tough for her. i can be a bastard. i am a bastard. i bitch i complain im always negitive, but i love her.
i know i let her down a lot.
she never lets me down.
sometimes it feels to good to be true, and then i wake up next to her and i can tell that things are real.
i am happy.
i should continue with the whole healthy diet thing. its hard to do when i live at home. it seems like i have less money here even though i havnt bought anything in so long. nothing but food and ink. i guess those things are expensive.
we need groceries. some good wholesome food. its been a while since ive felt as healthy as i did in cranston. we bought everything ourselves. here we are supplied to the brim with food that is bad for us. i.e. tortilla chips by the dozens, crackers, fruit snacks, and pizza. things i shouldnt be eating. theres basically no room for food of our own. the fridge is full. the cabinets are overflowing. and theres nothing i can eat. its been so long since ive had tofu that isnt from fresh city. a place that is neither fresh nor a city. it is terrible there and i cant wait till we move so i dont have to work there anymore. and its so expensive. i spend a good portion of my pay, eating there on break.
we went to the garden grille the other day. it was soooo good. i felt better with just one meal. but its so far, and its not cheap.
i need to go to the grocery store.
i need a good vegitarian check list, and some good recipes.
i need to go climbing. i need excercise.
im leaving soon.
i need to say goodbye to all the people i care about.
im so busy.
ive been home alone all day.
life is hard.
life is strange.
but things are good.
and they can only get better.
things are different, things are strange. i almost feel like ive been reborn.
nothing is the same as it was when i created this journal. this journal was almost forgotten.
ive been so busy but ive had so much time on my hands.
it seems like life is flying by me and all ive been doing is sitting on my ass.
ive moved out of my house. ive moved back. ive moved another in. were moving again. im changing states. shes going home. everything is strange.
ive been drug-free. a month or more. it feels good. it feels bad. i dont know how it feels.
everything is strange.
the whole world feels 2-dimensional. but i know in my heart that its real.
i bought a book. i finished a book. it made me think.
ive painted some pictures. ive started some paintings, i havnt finished some paintings.
ive got some new skin. ive got a long way to go.
things are so different. things are better. things are strange.
im kind of nervous. i dont know where this road is taking me, though ive gone so far to turn back would be insane. im sure im going to the right place.
i feel like ive lost friends. i feel like ive re-met old ones.
things have been hard. things have been frustrating. things have been good.
Brittny and i are happy. we are happy that we liberated ourselves from cranston. we are happy that we are going to jerz. we are happy together.
things are tough.
things must be tough for her. i can be a bastard. i am a bastard. i bitch i complain im always negitive, but i love her.
i know i let her down a lot.
she never lets me down.
sometimes it feels to good to be true, and then i wake up next to her and i can tell that things are real.
i am happy.
i should continue with the whole healthy diet thing. its hard to do when i live at home. it seems like i have less money here even though i havnt bought anything in so long. nothing but food and ink. i guess those things are expensive.
we need groceries. some good wholesome food. its been a while since ive felt as healthy as i did in cranston. we bought everything ourselves. here we are supplied to the brim with food that is bad for us. i.e. tortilla chips by the dozens, crackers, fruit snacks, and pizza. things i shouldnt be eating. theres basically no room for food of our own. the fridge is full. the cabinets are overflowing. and theres nothing i can eat. its been so long since ive had tofu that isnt from fresh city. a place that is neither fresh nor a city. it is terrible there and i cant wait till we move so i dont have to work there anymore. and its so expensive. i spend a good portion of my pay, eating there on break.
we went to the garden grille the other day. it was soooo good. i felt better with just one meal. but its so far, and its not cheap.
i need to go to the grocery store.
i need a good vegitarian check list, and some good recipes.
i need to go climbing. i need excercise.
im leaving soon.
i need to say goodbye to all the people i care about.
im so busy.
ive been home alone all day.
life is hard.
life is strange.
but things are good.
and they can only get better.