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Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many colored lenses which pain the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus
- Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Funny how moods govern the entire universe for a person.
As you could easily tell, i was very hysterical, and, after crying every single day for the past week, i was a bit delusional. Plus, i was trying to sneak making a livejournal post while shaking uncontrollably. Very subtle.
Dad and I just talked about this whole internet thing. Hell would be a playground compared to this if my parents tried to make me get rid of my friends (funny how moods can be easily exaggerated when put into words.) From the looks of it, my father isn't going to make me delete my account...but rather...he'll restrict my priviledges. ALOT. Which, i can handle better than loosing the only friends i have.
I'm still not sure what's gonna happen. Things are so tough in this household, it's unbelievable. And it's not gonna improve. I really appreciate the encouraging comments. It's kind of sad when you can't even blog about it, though you vent all the time on blogs.
I gotta go again.