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i'm bored.
I hate being bored.
I think it's one of the worst things in the world.
I could be overexagerating, but whatever.
I don't really feel like updating my entire life, so I won't.
Blah, blah, blah.
I withhold alot of my writings, for a reason.
I like Deathcab.
I don't want to rely on a boyfriend.
I don't really want to have to rely on anything,
but recently, I've discovered I have to rely on medication,
which to me, seems paradoxical.
I've thought about working out, but that doesn't really cure any boredom.
I think through things too much.
I miss Kelsey Carson.
All of my best friends are far from me.
Whine, whine.
Blah, blah, blah.
There's nothing wrong with preoccupation.
I'm thirsty, but I don't want to drink.
That's a lie from the pit of hell!!!!!!!
I should drink. Be polite. I'm going to stop skipping lines from now on. Here we go. You want to know me, really? Do you? What makes you so interested, boy? If it won't work out, what's the chance? I want to play music. I want the flooding of the ears again. I want something loud, something that makes sense only to my ears. Will you give me that? It's something I have to fight for? I see. I'm going to do something. Maybe. Why not. My brother is tight.
I hate being bored.
I think it's one of the worst things in the world.
I could be overexagerating, but whatever.
I don't really feel like updating my entire life, so I won't.
Blah, blah, blah.
I withhold alot of my writings, for a reason.
I like Deathcab.
I don't want to rely on a boyfriend.
I don't really want to have to rely on anything,
but recently, I've discovered I have to rely on medication,
which to me, seems paradoxical.
I've thought about working out, but that doesn't really cure any boredom.
I think through things too much.
I miss Kelsey Carson.
All of my best friends are far from me.
Whine, whine.
Blah, blah, blah.
There's nothing wrong with preoccupation.
I'm thirsty, but I don't want to drink.
That's a lie from the pit of hell!!!!!!!
I should drink. Be polite. I'm going to stop skipping lines from now on. Here we go. You want to know me, really? Do you? What makes you so interested, boy? If it won't work out, what's the chance? I want to play music. I want the flooding of the ears again. I want something loud, something that makes sense only to my ears. Will you give me that? It's something I have to fight for? I see. I'm going to do something. Maybe. Why not. My brother is tight.