I'm not sentimental, but I have been known to be quite nostalgic.

[onefastmove]

I'm really fucking sick of nostalgia, but I drown myself in it anyway.  I sit here at my desk, and what are my companions?  Coffee, cigarettes, and ghosts.

What the hell made me so nostalgic?  I've been this way for as long as I can remember.  I was nostalgic before I'd even lived enough years to have anything to reminisce about.  There are journal

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[kimberly_tries]

I'm nostalgic for conversations I had yesterday. I reminisce about things while they're happening.
great balls of fire. yes.

[secretions]

I'm very much that same way too. I don't get it. I don't learn anything from looking at my past, mostly it just makes me cry, (whether the things I'm thinking about are happy or sad). I'm just...an "all at once" girl, I don't really move on from anything, I don't grow into a different person with time, instead I become a walking culmination of a thousand selves stitched together, constantly sewing new selves on. With the thousands of memories & desires of each self buzzing in the backs of my ears, every day, all day.

Maybe we try to write or draw the buzzing down to shut it up, or at least give it a point. I don't know.