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[lifesbrink]

Well, I admit, it has been a while since writing in here, but if you think that is long, imagine my other journal, which hasnt gotten attention since mid-summer. This is going to be a short entry. I am growing intensely restless, fueled by the fire of life that I can not have. This may sound crazy, but if I could, I would want to be a dragon. The life of power, immortality, and flight burns my blood to a frenzy. I hate most of the people on my campus. They tend to be the typically beautiful snobby little sluts/players that have nothing better to do but drink and fuck. I feel pity for them, most of the ones I have ever talked to do it because they try and get rid of the problems in their life. My relationship is rocky, I clash a lot with certain parts of Lauren, yet I love her. I miscommunicate with everyone, because I never get a chance to explain myself.

There. That is the emotional turbulence in me. The ragged whirlwind that cuts me down, if I don't control it. Emotions? They are nothing for the most part. Why? I have to. It is my balance. Allows me to think, to handle life, to concentrate, to live. Most condemn me for it, thinking I am inhuman. Yet, I manage to solve my problems and deal with things easier than most. Geniuses are the only ones who have the edge above me, for they have minds that are able to transcend my thoughts into a supreme organization. Anyways, that's all. Enjoy the read.

Question: Do you believe in having grown up with your own choices and why?