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I'm in this constant flux of having a great frame of mind to thinking really negatively about where I'm at. I can never find a consistent balance. When I convince myself that I've got nothing to worry about, all of this shit that brings me down-it builds up in the back of my head until the opportune moment, and then I'm reminded of things. Sure, I don't have it bad, but I'm not making things better like they could be. I just dwell. It's a constant battle between wanting to let people in, but pushing them away. Back and forth, back and forth. My personality's really inconsistent.
Somebody go through the motions with me. Let me know I'm not isolated; justify these thoughts, these urges, these recessions into negativity. Sure, two years ago things were fucked up, but there was some connection there. Now, I don't know. My friends are friends, and good people. I just feel like I need something deeper, something I can run to. A crutch, a light, a muse.
I'm being over-dramatic. Thanks, Jameson.
Somebody go through the motions with me. Let me know I'm not isolated; justify these thoughts, these urges, these recessions into negativity. Sure, two years ago things were fucked up, but there was some connection there. Now, I don't know. My friends are friends, and good people. I just feel like I need something deeper, something I can run to. A crutch, a light, a muse.
I'm being over-dramatic. Thanks, Jameson.