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I'm really just getting sick of people judging other people. Especially when the people who judge them AREN'T that great at all. I know, I'm a hypocrite, but at least I acknowledge this and am trying to get better. It's just getting old. Someday we're going to have to accept that people are the way they are, you don't have to condone it but you don't have to reprimand it either. I should talk, huh?
Sometimes I wish I could just die for a week, not worry about yesterday or tomorrow or school or work or girl problems or college or my future or my parents. Just everyone would leave me alone and I can kinda reboot for a week. I really think that would make me better. I feel lonely but I'm never alone.
I guess I had an anxiety attack. My ribs hurt really bad and everytime I laughed and breathed it hurt, and it was just bad. I asked this girl about it and she said the same exact thing happened to her and the quacks told her it was an anxiety attack. I took a nap this afternoon and all the pain has disappeared. Looks like my teen angst finally got the best of me. Ha.
I can't tell if this is getting so much better or so much worse. But half of me is just waiting until I can be a bird and half of me likes the anchor that ties me to Columbus.
I like Me And You And Everyone We Know, it made me laugh and smile and have hope in people. Miranda July has a beautiful mind. Then again, this is coming from the kid who's in love with The Santa Clause.
I'll write more later. byebye.
Sometimes I wish I could just die for a week, not worry about yesterday or tomorrow or school or work or girl problems or college or my future or my parents. Just everyone would leave me alone and I can kinda reboot for a week. I really think that would make me better. I feel lonely but I'm never alone.
I guess I had an anxiety attack. My ribs hurt really bad and everytime I laughed and breathed it hurt, and it was just bad. I asked this girl about it and she said the same exact thing happened to her and the quacks told her it was an anxiety attack. I took a nap this afternoon and all the pain has disappeared. Looks like my teen angst finally got the best of me. Ha.
I can't tell if this is getting so much better or so much worse. But half of me is just waiting until I can be a bird and half of me likes the anchor that ties me to Columbus.
I like Me And You And Everyone We Know, it made me laugh and smile and have hope in people. Miranda July has a beautiful mind. Then again, this is coming from the kid who's in love with The Santa Clause.
I'll write more later. byebye.