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My heart can not take being so filled with emotions, desires, and inspirations. It makes me feel mixed up and confused. I don't know where to put all of my feelings, so I decide to write about it and possibly whine. I have no doubt people don't read this, but it does feel to get this all out of me and have hope that someone reads it and feels relieved that someone else feels the same as them. Or, more messed up than them; I could see how that could make someone feel better. Gah, it's just listeing to the awesome music that I compile on my iPod and reading different things fills me up so much, that I feel like I'm going to fucking burst. I usually get this way if I'm listening to music, reading, and looking at art. Wow, you know what I just realized? Oky, I'm laying here in bed with my knees bent and my laptop laying again them. The light is pointing towards me, so I can't make out anything beyond the screen. It's like I'm in a black box. How amazing.