anytime anything good happens to me, i feel the need to gush until the cows come home ... when i know full well, not many people give a shred of rat puke about what makes me happy. when i was in school, high school that is, i was so in love with people, in love with their ideas ... and thses days, if i find ONE person that likes what i am all about, i hold on for dear life. i get terribly tired of people, and i feel like all my ideas and feelings and conversations get flushed down into some sort of selfish phantasm where everybody wants to be seen and heard. but we're all too busy to take the time to listen to anyone else. it's sad, really. 4 more days and i am the hell out of here. counting down, just like you ...
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when i was in school, high school that is, i was so in love with people, in love with their ideas ... and thses days, if i find ONE person that likes what i am all about, i hold on for dear life. i get terribly tired of people, and i feel like all my ideas and feelings and conversations get flushed down into some sort of selfish phantasm where everybody wants to be seen and heard. but we're all too busy to take the time to listen to anyone else.
it's sad, really.
4 more days and i am the hell out of here. counting down, just like you ...
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