spill your heart, i'll pick it up.

[calliopealive]

TELL ME SOMETHING HEARTBREAKING, TELL ME SOMETHING TRUE, TELL ME SOMETHING STIFILING, TELL ME SOMETHING YOU CAN'T TELL ANYBODY ELSE.

JUST TELL ME ANYTHING. ANONYMOUS ONLY.

(i did this a year ago today in my previous journal and i'm feeling nostalgic)

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[calliopealive]

i think i can relate. i bounce from job to job, trying to find some way to incorporate living off of my photographs & writing & traveling vices, but thus far in life i haven't found much that can support me off of that. it's probably because i haven't been to college and it seems these days you have to go to some sort of schooling after high school in order to get set in the job you really want. but i can't fathom being in debt that much (it bothers me tremendously when i owe people money) and maybe in some hidden way i'm afraid. but i've worked so many random jobs, still working them actually, and they may not be what you want them to be at first, but you learn from them and now i'm interested in becoming a jack-of-all-trades sort of person. a little bit of everything until i get what i want. keep looking. take a job but know that you don't have to stay with it. make the job work for you rather than you working for it and remember there are always other options.

i used to work with people in certain jobs who had been there years upon years upon years until they realize they have been there their entire life. i know i will never be like that. one job can't tie me down.