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livejournal depresses me. it seems so sad, so empty, so heartless in a way. but for some reason, part of me clings to it like i cannot function amidst certain people without it. are those relationships worth keeping if they stay afloat merely from online journals that are completely unrelated to our relationship together? part of me says no, its not worth it, its not a real relationship at all. but then, i think to myself that there is a past, there is an unspoken bond that will always exist, no matter how separated and different we become. its probably an empty claim that will never grow from the nothing its resting on, but here's to sending it out in the media-run consumer-driven world wide web that connects me to other usernames and profiles.
out.
out.