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i started working on a new layout, due to the song that totally flips me out, and i meant to come here and write an entry about dennis. it's been a long time since i've really been able to sit down and think about things, even though i tried yesterday, and did write an entry, livejournal was being a whore.
anyway, things have been really hard and stressful lately. i've tried this beautiful writing bit, but unfortunatly, for me, i can't play that part when i'm so fucking incredibly stressed out and upset.
there used to be a time when i could use my words in any fucking way i wanted to, i could do anything with them. that time is long gone and the words i use just come out and they never sound just the way they're supposed to- they never say just what i meant for them to say.
and i say them anyway, because i have to. if i didn't, i'd explode, and i already feel like i'm starting to do that anyway. so i'll stop doing this and start typing about real stuff.
okay, so, basically, here's the equation(s):
mom + bills = no money.
school + slacking = lots of makeup work.
school + work + social life + down-time = no sleep.
no sleep + no motivation = nothing gets done.
nothing gets done + stuff needing desperatly to be done = stressed out stephanie.
stressed out stephanie + stressed out dennis = silence on the phone.
conversations + past experiences = questioning character(s).
music + drugs = my only escape.