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i can't walk. i can't talk. i can't breath. i can't sleep. i can't eat. i can't concentrate. i can't do any work. i have a paper due in less than two hours that i haven't even started... i've been staring at a blank computer screen for 45 minutes and the only thing i can think of has nothing to do with anything i need to do. what have you done this time daniel? you let the one thing that makes you happy go. why? because i need to discover what really makes me happy. it took you only two days to figure that out, daniel. what will you do now? whatwillidonow.
i can point the finger at something else.
society. fucking society. american culture today ever increasingly stresses the importance of one's own interests. marriage rates go down divorce rates go up the average age of marriage constantly increases while the average length of a marriage constantly decreases. the problem is that while individual interests are being stressed, the interests in which the individual occupies himself are not. that's a fucked up system of priorities. everyone is afraid of being codependent. while that might be a valid fear in some respects, it completely forgets about humanity in most respects. what is wrong with depending on another person? nothing.
but there's no point in passing the blame.
the fact of the matter is jess is perfect. i could never even begin to convey how perfect she was to me. is to me. will be to me. we're supposed to give this time but all i want is to hold her and to tell her i love her and that i will never let her go.
i think i fucked up.
i know i fucked up.
i'm driving down there tonight.
i can point the finger at something else.
society. fucking society. american culture today ever increasingly stresses the importance of one's own interests. marriage rates go down divorce rates go up the average age of marriage constantly increases while the average length of a marriage constantly decreases. the problem is that while individual interests are being stressed, the interests in which the individual occupies himself are not. that's a fucked up system of priorities. everyone is afraid of being codependent. while that might be a valid fear in some respects, it completely forgets about humanity in most respects. what is wrong with depending on another person? nothing.
but there's no point in passing the blame.
the fact of the matter is jess is perfect. i could never even begin to convey how perfect she was to me. is to me. will be to me. we're supposed to give this time but all i want is to hold her and to tell her i love her and that i will never let her go.
i think i fucked up.
i know i fucked up.
i'm driving down there tonight.