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i've once again lost count.
last night caused a curious realization, a feeling of security brought upon by the most distant and brutal honesty, the kind that can only be executed without word.
melancholy is such an overused word, but such a prominent disposition.
independence is once again flourishing,
and i find times like these to be somewhat necessary in order to find the final mold.
i found the prior paragraphs to be an interesting salutation from my past, as i sparatically decided to write a post at 3am this morning, while enjoying an extreme increase in my seratonin.
i'm not going to rid of those, i suppose they're a pretty good documentation of how i've been feeling lately.
not lately.
before.
within the past few days i've actually found a brighter outlook brought upon by an increase in drive. i've been feeling ambitious. something big is coming and i'm starting it.
everything is beautiful once again.
everything is always beautiful.
last night caused a curious realization, a feeling of security brought upon by the most distant and brutal honesty, the kind that can only be executed without word.
melancholy is such an overused word, but such a prominent disposition.
independence is once again flourishing,
and i find times like these to be somewhat necessary in order to find the final mold.
i found the prior paragraphs to be an interesting salutation from my past, as i sparatically decided to write a post at 3am this morning, while enjoying an extreme increase in my seratonin.
i'm not going to rid of those, i suppose they're a pretty good documentation of how i've been feeling lately.
not lately.
before.
within the past few days i've actually found a brighter outlook brought upon by an increase in drive. i've been feeling ambitious. something big is coming and i'm starting it.
everything is beautiful once again.
everything is always beautiful.