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Insanely procrastinating... I don't even know what I'm doing. I've ran out of things to clean or tidy up. My room/workspace is really the neatest I've ever seen it. It's so weird!
I want to write!!! Why aren't I writing?!?
Somehow i think the longer i wait to pen (or type, really) everything out, the less significance it will hold.
I still remember everything from that night. What a night. I was such a terrible person. I remember untangling and just sitting there watching you, watching us. I despised myself so much.
Now I have a feeling I will kind of romanticise in writing but I think I owe it to you to not cheapen it.
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Also, in other news, this work/money thing is driving me up the wall. I feel so liberated yet restricted. I do enjoy what I do (when I actually get to do it) but it's not enough. As much as I hate to admit it, I need more. I deserve more.
I'm not worried though. I know this will all work out.
I want to write!!! Why aren't I writing?!?
Somehow i think the longer i wait to pen (or type, really) everything out, the less significance it will hold.
I still remember everything from that night. What a night. I was such a terrible person. I remember untangling and just sitting there watching you, watching us. I despised myself so much.
Now I have a feeling I will kind of romanticise in writing but I think I owe it to you to not cheapen it.
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Also, in other news, this work/money thing is driving me up the wall. I feel so liberated yet restricted. I do enjoy what I do (when I actually get to do it) but it's not enough. As much as I hate to admit it, I need more. I deserve more.
I'm not worried though. I know this will all work out.