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I can't believe this is the end
All these years you've been my friend
And now you're gone
I can't accept
It's over
I was looking through my little poetry notebook and ... it just really struck me. It's like, the poem equivilant of my theme tune, if you will. I've lost so many people, and I just hate to know I'm going to loose so many more. I just ... ( Read more... ) -
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I remember playing tig on the top yard. I remember getting lifts home with the mothers boss, when Nan still lived in Purbeck Dale. I remember the blue tint at the top of his windscreen, and I remember wondering where it came from, because out car didn;t have it. I never asked, though. I remember being so scared of going to Primary School, because I ( Read more... ) -
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It's amazing how scary the dark can be. Paranoia makes every sound louder ... in every dark shadow, there hides a monster. Without colour, without light, just trapped in our own imaginations, wondering what made that sound. What's hiding in the shadow's ... behind the door... what's following you through the night, using the cover of darkness to ( Read more... ) -
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I'm glad today happened. I'm glad we had something fun to do witn English, so I could take my mind off things. I'm glad I got to chat to Lewis in maths, it was okay to be doing work all the time. I think it's good that Mr D's going to get rid of the slower people in our set, so we can focus on the harder stuff more. I don't want to be held back ( Read more... ) -
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I really am a lot of a fail... Meh. I can never get anything right. -
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It's so depressing... all my life is just like one story repeated over and over. There are the good partd and the bad parts, and nothing ever changes. Reading it, living it, you can't ever do anything to change the seemingly random occurences. You get up, you fall down, you say you're going to make sure that never happens again, but in the end you ( Read more... ) -
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Whoever said life was shit wasn't lying, to quote from ome lyrics she wrote.
Meh.
I hate it. I hate being multiple. I hate the switches and the changes... people constantly asking if I'm okay whenever I do.
I just ... Meh. I dunno. It feels like I can't tell anyone, because I'm too scared they won't get it or they'll jut laugh. I want to open up and ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Friends and acquaintences
An acquaintance is someone you know but don't talk to a lot, or someone who the conversation doesn't get very far with - maybe you don't have a lot in commen or know enough about the other person to know what makes them tick. You can have known them for years, or just met them for them to be an acquaintance.
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It's so confusing right now, there are two ways I could think about everything.
Ich bin alleine doch nicht allein.
I suppose things are better than ever before ... but in a way they're not. I ... meh. My rose-tinted glasses aren't working. I have so much to be thankful and happy for, and yet those are the emotions I feel least.
What's wrong with me?
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Urgh, I'm so tired lately....
I have so much to do and it seems like I'm never going to get it done. It's ... urgh.
I dunno, I just need to get my head sorted.
Meh.