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so this weekend is the pirate party. and i'm looking very much forward to it. mainly just because i finally get to see some fucking people. especiallly these people.
but even though there's something to look forward to... i can't help but to feel like i feel. and i really can't describe it. constant nervousness? i don't know.. it's something like that. maybe. not as much depression lately. which is always a good thing. but i hate it when i can't tell exactly what i'm feeling.
eh, whatever. i do this. and it never fails but to pass eventually.
maybe i need to get my creative juices flowing again. haven't really been inspired much in a very long time. i haven't done any writing, collage work, or pictures in forever... maybe i should give it a try.
but even though there's something to look forward to... i can't help but to feel like i feel. and i really can't describe it. constant nervousness? i don't know.. it's something like that. maybe. not as much depression lately. which is always a good thing. but i hate it when i can't tell exactly what i'm feeling.
eh, whatever. i do this. and it never fails but to pass eventually.
maybe i need to get my creative juices flowing again. haven't really been inspired much in a very long time. i haven't done any writing, collage work, or pictures in forever... maybe i should give it a try.