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Jan 23, 2008 13:42

I have made it to the province in which I have longed to live for years, and that i'm now here emo is my self diagnosis.

I haven't had such a hard time trying to express myself before or clear out my thoughts. ( of that I can remember)

I miss charlie, I can't believe how much I miss my cat.
I miss the crew I started being with back home , just as it was getting going I get goin and then I'm off.

My deepest sigh are the pictures I see that will never be me never be proudly posted its not the past that haunts me its the lessons i've learned and applying them to the future. My mind is filled with racing thoughts and those pinks pills are longlying waiting on a shelf over 2000 km away that could sooth me into a one thought one process mind. I'm not a junkie and everyone knows it just sometimes i like to pop pop to release a stress that knots me up and leads causes to explode on missed tripped up steps.

I know i'm not perfect and I know these feelings of homesickness and overwhelmed come with the flight but sometimes its good to be heard and know how ya feelin is right not just some misunderstanding if you ever understood. And for trying I appreciate but trying never took a month to deliberate and thats why ive been ignoring a deep invert ach. But now imma step out breath in deep and make the best of a 3-4 month feat.
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