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sometimes i feel like i should have to apologize for who i am and sometimes i don't give a fuck what anyone thinks. it seems to me i have these two polar opposite sides of me and i wish i could change them at will. sometimes i want to burn all my stuff and not have a home once again. everything is crowding and suffocating me, all of my belongings and all of my responsibilities. i feel like i'm constantly in a sinking boat with a dixie cup (product placement) trying to stay afloat. one day i'm going to sink and it's inevitable.
this was a productive little chat livejournal. not.
i'm such a complainer.
p.s. the one good thing is protocuture practice at the cage on sunday. i need some screaming therapy.
p.p.s. why is the anxious face a smiley?