Is the grass greener over there? It's dead here.

Sep 10, 2007 19:27

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What is life worth? Is it made up of anything but pain and let downs? I ponder these questions to you, journal, while sitting on my bed. I feel a little silly writing to an inaminate object, but it's all I have to talk too, so I'm going to talk to you. Hope you don't get offended or decide you don't like me either.

I don't feel it necessary to write a life story, those memories are better left repressed or kept inside...something  Dr. Walker would tell me is bad for me, but he's not here, is he? He was always full of crap anyways, and he smoked too much.

So anyways, I thought I'd just write a little something for today. I don't feel like writing much, I'm tired and want to sleep.

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