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[prayerswritten]

Today I'm just trying to keep up with life. 
And it's a good day. 
Busy is good. 
Not lazy. 
But I feel.... I don't know how I feel. 
I got up at seven to go to the gym... which was hard seeing as I am an insomniac and was up past 2am.. 
I couldn't sleep. 
showered there. 
Went to microbiology at 10:30. 
I was so happy that I actually went to the gym

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[newyorkatheart]

FYI: We are the same person. Did you happen to read my blog from the other day on myspace before you wrote this because...verbatim DAMN! I know it doiesn't help for me to tell you you're fucking gorgeous because you don't believe it yourself so no matter how many people tell you that, it doesn't make you feel better. Sometimes, it makes you feel worse. Like "If everyone else thinks I'm so wonderful, what is so wrong with me that my vision is so skewed?" So I wont say it. (Even tho I'm thinking it). Just know that I looooove ya kid and someday we will learn to love ourselves as much as everyone else does. Cause lets face it. For the most part, with a few exceptions, we are widely loved by the masses. And looked up to. And admired. And respeceted. And thats nothing to snub your nose at. It's damn important. And one day we'll understand why. Until then all we can do is keep trying, and getting through the bad days, relishing in the good days, and enjoying the ride in between right?!
PS: Thanksgiving....ahhh I hear ya. I'm spending it with my dad and his family and I swear the anxiety I have for like a week before any function with him is worse then the actual event. But just keep your sisters close to you there. Thats what I do. I keep the ones who understand me and what I'm going through and don't only love me for reasons that are self serving, near me ALWAYS. It helps. It really does. And if it doesn't then after you call me at home and you cry and then it'll be all over. You'll survive, I promise. *SMILE*