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It seems like I only ever use this when i am A:) shitfaced or b:) uber emotional. I guess i am both at the moment. I just wnt to use this oppurtunity to state, unequivocally, that its officially 4 years later. I still have not idea where my life is going, i still have no idea where i want to be, and i still dont know who i am. To tell the truth, i dont know if ive truly experienced a single moment of happyness in the past 4 years- only brief moments or insanity, where i lose myself in it all- but not happyness. I miss freedom. I miss though. I miss knowing that their is something else. Why did i got to school? I may be found an education, but i still havnt found myself.Does anything else really matter? The more i understand of the world, the more it brings me down.theres no such thing as a return to innocence, though- that much i know.