piste 64(?)
i don't even like any of those.
i'm starting to hate my live journal. i hate everything i write in here (prior post in extremity). i'm losing myself as i find myself. i always thought i was adaptable. i always thought a lot of things. you're right: i'm over analyzing but i have no other means to attempt to understand this. my life is becoming too predictable and i don't know how to break my cycle. i need to meet someone new and interesting. everyone has gotten sickeningly boring. i feel like being immature. i want to meet the man of my dreams. didn't i already meet him? i feel like i need to elaborate but there is no space to. fuck everything. i shouldn't have called you. or you.
i'm talking to people that i swore i wouldn't talk to.
HAHAH WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!
J/K LOL
in other news- i'm picking up the habit of grinding my teeth again, and i miss speed.