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[emobitchgirl]

i don' know why whenever things are going well for me i feel the need to completely fuck myself over. within the past week i have quit my job (which will hopefully turn out to be a good thing but as of right now is just a lack of income) and i have managed somehow, to be completely fooled by a silly member of the oppposite sex. way to go stelzig. i

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[quintillis]

whereas your days may grow a bit tedious in their general discourse, i hope you find the peace amidst your chaos. the distress of Geronimo has struck me hard once again, tempting me to it's spiderweb of ordered chaos; however, i side with the true fact that each day is my last. i make no reverence to the past, nor acknowledge the future; i treat each day as if it will be the day i die. consider the following: our lifespans may reach approx. 80 years; in relation to the vast universe, our mere existance is a general impossibility when relating the figure 80 to infinity. logic dictates that our existance is merely impossible, yet we still continue to thrive as human beings. with that given, it seems necessary to come to a conclusion in which we accept life as a means of ANY purpose. you may assume that in your current state of existance, life seems like Limbo with a touch of disappointment after disappointment. however, you must find some good in your days. by knowing how you approach your egocentric predicament, i know as a given fact that you will reward yourself in due time. i just want you to live each day by contributing to it progressively in a positive manner. be well and wish me luck, for Geronimo enriches and destroys my will to strive each day. godspeed.