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I wish this wasnt an online journal, Id rather have all my life stories and daily adventures and heartaches and eventful news all written in some nice leather bound journal that I could have always and it would be my prized possession, but then I couldnt spell check, so it all evens out.
I watched Running with Scissors tonight, I hadn't seen it in forever, it kind of makes me want to be a gay teenage male in the 70's. I have really weird aspirations like that sometimes, Im not really sure why I share them.
In other news my mind is becoming a puzzle whose pieces are constantly lost between the cushions and under rugs, because I cant make sense of all these feelings Ive been having, I feel like im at a fork in the road except theres like 15 different directions to go and Im just standing there twiddling my thumbs until I can find the pieces so I can see everything as a whole. Thats might only make sense to me but whatever.
Well goodnight whomever, Ive got a 8+ hour work day ahead of me :[
I watched Running with Scissors tonight, I hadn't seen it in forever, it kind of makes me want to be a gay teenage male in the 70's. I have really weird aspirations like that sometimes, Im not really sure why I share them.
In other news my mind is becoming a puzzle whose pieces are constantly lost between the cushions and under rugs, because I cant make sense of all these feelings Ive been having, I feel like im at a fork in the road except theres like 15 different directions to go and Im just standing there twiddling my thumbs until I can find the pieces so I can see everything as a whole. Thats might only make sense to me but whatever.
Well goodnight whomever, Ive got a 8+ hour work day ahead of me :[