All you can do is, step back in time
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Ok, so it's been forever and a day but what the fuck ever. "My space" is the new lj anyway. Or so everyones been saying. Anyhow, if you're reading this you are my friend, or you were at one point. Either way, you know I have the tendancy to get corny at times. In the mood for corn? No, thats not a typo. I didnt just inquire if you wanted to watch porn. Actually, I tried to imply with a little dash of wit that I'm feeling nostalgic. Here goes...
I've been stressed as fuck lately what with the demands of this new adulthood bullshit and today especially was just ugh, omg. Anyway, everything is fucked up right now and the only thing i have to be happy about is my sobriety. Oh, and Geri Halliwells new album. Anyway, I went back and read my prehistoric entries and it inspired optimism, motivation, and assurance that lifes not that fucked up. Its life. And it rocks. Especially in 2003 and 2004. But, Im gonna take Kylie Minogues advice and step back in time. I wanna go back to the fun and "innocent" times. Back before the drug use, shattered heart broken soul. Back before I knew what the inside of juvenile hall looked like. And, though I cant get there literally and physically... whos to stop me from mental time travel. As crazy as I might sound right now, I dont care. Anything is worth getting rid of the bitterness and emptiness the present contains. As for the future, lets just say I havent been this scared since right before I got on the superman ride for the first time at six flags.
Didnt mean to whine your ear off. Actually, my intention was to thank livejournal and all the people who contributed to documenting happier times for me. I love you all. Pray for me. - Mike
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Ok, so it's been forever and a day but what the fuck ever. "My space" is the new lj anyway. Or so everyones been saying. Anyhow, if you're reading this you are my friend, or you were at one point. Either way, you know I have the tendancy to get corny at times. In the mood for corn? No, thats not a typo. I didnt just inquire if you wanted to watch porn. Actually, I tried to imply with a little dash of wit that I'm feeling nostalgic. Here goes...
I've been stressed as fuck lately what with the demands of this new adulthood bullshit and today especially was just ugh, omg. Anyway, everything is fucked up right now and the only thing i have to be happy about is my sobriety. Oh, and Geri Halliwells new album. Anyway, I went back and read my prehistoric entries and it inspired optimism, motivation, and assurance that lifes not that fucked up. Its life. And it rocks. Especially in 2003 and 2004. But, Im gonna take Kylie Minogues advice and step back in time. I wanna go back to the fun and "innocent" times. Back before the drug use, shattered heart broken soul. Back before I knew what the inside of juvenile hall looked like. And, though I cant get there literally and physically... whos to stop me from mental time travel. As crazy as I might sound right now, I dont care. Anything is worth getting rid of the bitterness and emptiness the present contains. As for the future, lets just say I havent been this scared since right before I got on the superman ride for the first time at six flags.
Didnt mean to whine your ear off. Actually, my intention was to thank livejournal and all the people who contributed to documenting happier times for me. I love you all. Pray for me. - Mike