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i found this in ilovejcflee 's latest entry, because i clicked random buttons and liked it.
but sometimes it's easier to hold onto the memories of who they were rather then to realize who they have become.
i like it, i beileve it.
Life is as it always is. I feel wierd writing in this now, because i feel like documenting how i feel right now is less important than i thought it a couple years ago, and this journal is more for me to be able to realize what happened to me when things were bad and i had to confide in livejournal because i fucked up and stuff. plus i hate it when people always update and say ohhh i'm so happy, life is great, because look if you knew it once why do you have to keep writing it and remind all the people who don't live "perfect" lives that they such and there is little hope for the near future.
i went through a whole bunch of my old notebooks and it wasn't really a pleasent experience. i don't know what i was expecting but i'm so glad i grew up and turned out as fine as i did. which is debatable but that is a different story.
i was thinking ahout how i would never have been expecting the way my life turned out, if you had asked me last year, or three years ago, or five years ago none of my answers would have been how things actually turned out. so even when i thought it was traped and fucked forever everthing worked out, it's not the end yet but so far everthing has worked out.
but sometimes it's easier to hold onto the memories of who they were rather then to realize who they have become.
i like it, i beileve it.
Life is as it always is. I feel wierd writing in this now, because i feel like documenting how i feel right now is less important than i thought it a couple years ago, and this journal is more for me to be able to realize what happened to me when things were bad and i had to confide in livejournal because i fucked up and stuff. plus i hate it when people always update and say ohhh i'm so happy, life is great, because look if you knew it once why do you have to keep writing it and remind all the people who don't live "perfect" lives that they such and there is little hope for the near future.
i went through a whole bunch of my old notebooks and it wasn't really a pleasent experience. i don't know what i was expecting but i'm so glad i grew up and turned out as fine as i did. which is debatable but that is a different story.
i was thinking ahout how i would never have been expecting the way my life turned out, if you had asked me last year, or three years ago, or five years ago none of my answers would have been how things actually turned out. so even when i thought it was traped and fucked forever everthing worked out, it's not the end yet but so far everthing has worked out.