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god, i dont even know where to start or what it is i want to say. im getting so damn tired of this stupid journal...i sit and i have all of these feelings and thoughts and my first reaction is to come here and write them all down and cleanse myself of everything.
and then i get here and i pause, thinking of the reactions ill get and what others will say and how the right people will interpret the wrong thing.
well, these are my thoughts:
nothing ever works out the way you plan.
"god i hope i dont wake up tomorrow"
"me too"
"i kind of mean it"
"me too"
everything makes me cry these days, but is that worse than never crying?
I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.
-robert browning
and then i get here and i pause, thinking of the reactions ill get and what others will say and how the right people will interpret the wrong thing.
well, these are my thoughts:
nothing ever works out the way you plan.
"god i hope i dont wake up tomorrow"
"me too"
"i kind of mean it"
"me too"
everything makes me cry these days, but is that worse than never crying?
I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.
-robert browning