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im frustrated. I wish I knew why
I think i know but im not quite sure i want to admit it.
I dont feel as if ive done anything spectacular yet this summer, it feels like time is slipping fast, I complain about nothing to do and I do not have one single word written for my extended essay.
I want to sit here and write until my heart's content.
I hate drifiting between feeling loved and unloved. It's like i falter between extremes, there's no middle-ground.
I just wrote a lot of crap about my emotions and erased it- it's not so easy to explain myself anymore.
He clearly didnt get my point last week if he's just going to do it again.
test?
yeah why dont i just go read- after all, all i do is hang out with you when you want to or read.
wow how meaningless is my life
wow, bitchh.
I think i know but im not quite sure i want to admit it.
I dont feel as if ive done anything spectacular yet this summer, it feels like time is slipping fast, I complain about nothing to do and I do not have one single word written for my extended essay.
I want to sit here and write until my heart's content.
I hate drifiting between feeling loved and unloved. It's like i falter between extremes, there's no middle-ground.
I just wrote a lot of crap about my emotions and erased it- it's not so easy to explain myself anymore.
He clearly didnt get my point last week if he's just going to do it again.
test?
yeah why dont i just go read- after all, all i do is hang out with you when you want to or read.
wow how meaningless is my life
wow, bitchh.