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I don't know anymore.
Haha, my world, is rather odd.
Josh Jackson, don't know if any of you know him.
But basically, Tim Tracey and I have started to get to know him, and his group of friends.
It's just, a breath of fresh air.
A break from the drama in our group.
My mind is still constantly confused about the world, and the meaning of my birth.
I don't know who I am.
At all.
But yet, I'm started to be content with that, I suppose.
Life is a journey man. And I know my life has meaning, I just need to find it.
I'm slowly starting to realize that I have a ton of potential, when it comes to art.
Mainly in writing.
Stories.
Poetry.
Novels.
I can't take academics for much longer. I hate studying shit I don't care about. Concrete shit that doesn't matter. Shit I'm forced to do just so I can get the "credits."
My world revolves around psychology, english, and philosophy. I need to start studying shit I care about. I'm 18, and learning every fucking bone in the human body does not fucking help me.
Anyways, that's my rant.
Haha, oh, and recently, I started liking a girl, but that didn't last long. I actually asked her out on a date, and she agreed to it. Then, naturally, I found out she had found another boyfriend. So, that didn't happen.
Story of my life.
Haha, funny thing is, the same scenario is happening now. Cept the girl definitely has a better head on her shoulders. With that, she also has a boyfriend. Who's actually a pretty good guy.
It's good to see, I suppose.
Bad for me, though.
Much love to my newfound friends, fasho.
Haha, my world, is rather odd.
Josh Jackson, don't know if any of you know him.
But basically, Tim Tracey and I have started to get to know him, and his group of friends.
It's just, a breath of fresh air.
A break from the drama in our group.
My mind is still constantly confused about the world, and the meaning of my birth.
I don't know who I am.
At all.
But yet, I'm started to be content with that, I suppose.
Life is a journey man. And I know my life has meaning, I just need to find it.
I'm slowly starting to realize that I have a ton of potential, when it comes to art.
Mainly in writing.
Stories.
Poetry.
Novels.
I can't take academics for much longer. I hate studying shit I don't care about. Concrete shit that doesn't matter. Shit I'm forced to do just so I can get the "credits."
My world revolves around psychology, english, and philosophy. I need to start studying shit I care about. I'm 18, and learning every fucking bone in the human body does not fucking help me.
Anyways, that's my rant.
Haha, oh, and recently, I started liking a girl, but that didn't last long. I actually asked her out on a date, and she agreed to it. Then, naturally, I found out she had found another boyfriend. So, that didn't happen.
Story of my life.
Haha, funny thing is, the same scenario is happening now. Cept the girl definitely has a better head on her shoulders. With that, she also has a boyfriend. Who's actually a pretty good guy.
It's good to see, I suppose.
Bad for me, though.
Much love to my newfound friends, fasho.