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This is a post from my LJ from one year ago today...
"My head feels as if it's in a million places at once.
The ephedrine has left the building and now I am in desperate need of some food. Do I really need to repeat myself about the car situation?
For now, I am giving up on men. I'm done looking. I tried too hard in my book. I've never been one to go for something so I expected a let down. No worries.
This moment seems like a fantastic time to chill out and listen to some Black Dahlia Murder.
Food would be amazing as well.
Rock and Roll. "
The rest around this time is actuially freaking me out... I am so hungry and so thirsty but my stomach launches it back to where it from anytime I try... I've given up on everything.
Delirium has brought on manical writing and the "perfecttangleofwords"... It's a rush and the paper might be brought to LJ.
Sept. 7, 2006
"I would like it to come from a guy who can teach me a thing or two. Someone intelligent, musically inclined, an art nerd, and someone with ambition.
But I think that may be too much to ask nowadays. Too many people are content with the bare minimum in life and lead themselves blindly through life without ever opening up their eyes and realizing what life is about."
Nov. 30, 2006
"It is nights like last night that make killing myself seem like an awful idea.
Nick said it was going to be an adventure and that it truley was. Completely sober fun. I met him and Jason and there came the question. "Where do you want to go? Anywhere." "The friggin beach!!"
The Falls of the Ohio was my favorite place to go when growing up. I haven't been there in years and last night made me realize how much I truley missed it."
Life is a cruel joke.
I never want to feel like this again. I wish it could just stop. I want to do something fucking insane so they can lock me up and I can lead the rest of my life on opiates and truely fucked up.
"My head feels as if it's in a million places at once.
The ephedrine has left the building and now I am in desperate need of some food. Do I really need to repeat myself about the car situation?
For now, I am giving up on men. I'm done looking. I tried too hard in my book. I've never been one to go for something so I expected a let down. No worries.
This moment seems like a fantastic time to chill out and listen to some Black Dahlia Murder.
Food would be amazing as well.
Rock and Roll. "
The rest around this time is actuially freaking me out... I am so hungry and so thirsty but my stomach launches it back to where it from anytime I try... I've given up on everything.
Delirium has brought on manical writing and the "perfecttangleofwords"... It's a rush and the paper might be brought to LJ.
Sept. 7, 2006
"I would like it to come from a guy who can teach me a thing or two. Someone intelligent, musically inclined, an art nerd, and someone with ambition.
But I think that may be too much to ask nowadays. Too many people are content with the bare minimum in life and lead themselves blindly through life without ever opening up their eyes and realizing what life is about."
Nov. 30, 2006
"It is nights like last night that make killing myself seem like an awful idea.
Nick said it was going to be an adventure and that it truley was. Completely sober fun. I met him and Jason and there came the question. "Where do you want to go? Anywhere." "The friggin beach!!"
The Falls of the Ohio was my favorite place to go when growing up. I haven't been there in years and last night made me realize how much I truley missed it."
Life is a cruel joke.
I never want to feel like this again. I wish it could just stop. I want to do something fucking insane so they can lock me up and I can lead the rest of my life on opiates and truely fucked up.