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I don't know what's wrong with me. My creativity has dropped and though I feel like writing, I start and immediately stop, because nothing sounds good. Oh, the perils of strange emotion we go through in life. If only this, if only that. Will we ever be content, or will thoughts always haunt us? I'd like to say I've lived and learned from my experiences and others', but somehow I continue to run in circles, always on a different track. Rare it has been of late, that my emotions coincide with another's, but that may be too much to ask. If only I could say something without contradicting myself. Oh, sigh. Oh, angst! It's all so unfair! I hate life! I'm the only one with problems! Pay attention to me! Oh, GOD everyone HATES me! I'm just going to go DIE now! Alright, I feel better. Life goes on.
(On a side note, German music r0xx0rz! Yvonne Catterfeld and Silbermond are new faves. =D)
(On a side note, German music r0xx0rz! Yvonne Catterfeld and Silbermond are new faves. =D)