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My brain is not working enough to do this, but here I go. So even though I'm getting tired of posting about my insights into what the hell is wrong with me, I'm going to do it some more. Why you may ask, if you have made it this far down the page without getting bored. Well, I was thinking that it is a great way to get out what your subconcious is telling you. I think thats why I like typing better then writing sometimes for just that reason. Writing seems to take much longer, and with typing you can pretty much just type what you are thinking while you are thinking it. Girls are to be my demise. I know the ring of that is pretty old, but I feel the need to express it just the same. Maybe its more along the lines of my lack of self control that could be my demise. I'm a little torn between the romantic side of my nature and the I like to make out without any sort of heavy commitment new side of my nature. Blah. That doesn't make sense. Britt actually gave me good advice on that whole thing. "If you have to question it then your not ready.." And now I think I do nothing but question it. Then I ask myself, why the fuck am I out trying to meet people and such. I mean, its nice to hang out, but nicer to hang out with a cute girl. I'm fucking 25, why am I even asking myself these questions. I'm supposed to be all about random make out sessions. Ah, fuck it, if anyone just got out of a long relationship or has in the past, please respond to this and give this lame boy some advice on how to just get out and shake my booty on the floor.