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I just found this livejournal again after so long, years and years ago since I updated this thing and I'm lost in it, dazed and confused. Old comments from stacey, old entries about my time with kristin - a storm of exgirlfriends, old dreams, old friends and I'm not sure what to make of all this.
I don't write this way anymore, I'm trying too, in the spirit of this journal, but it won't come. It doesn't feel inspired.
I had to post something in here, just to do it. This thing holds a large chunk of my life in it. Pieces of my soul.
I need to bury all these things.
I don't write this way anymore, I'm trying too, in the spirit of this journal, but it won't come. It doesn't feel inspired.
I had to post something in here, just to do it. This thing holds a large chunk of my life in it. Pieces of my soul.
I need to bury all these things.