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i have alot of bad habits. and it all started with this strange sense of independence. i keep playing out my life in my head and everytime it changes. i lack direction and im never really free. nobody is ever really all that free. tied down by your sad financial mishaps. i just want to help someone. i want commotion, but only motivated by peace and progress. im so sick of california, and i really think that may be the heart of my problems. i say shallow and motionless, you say fame and fortune. but im not interested. i want to learn and to be and to grow and share and only stop when i start to catch fire. everyone is going to leave me and ill just smile because i will become my own cure. the poor condition of society floods my thoughts and fuels me. this is all so real to me and im okay, really.