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Bill Hicks once said, "life is a ride, it goes up and down, round and round, has thrills chill and spills." and I believe this. It makes the most sense. When I'm down in the dumps, i just remind myself, I'm in the dark part of the tunnel or cave. Whatever ride I feel I'm on. Here lately though, I feel like I'm on the lonely to afraid to get out of ( Read more... ) -
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Eastwood park is open 24 hours on the weekend. I hung out there most of the evening and night with Amber. We watched the fireworks from the bank. It was quite a surprise that wright patt was having an air show with fireworks. The whole night was a nice little getaway from being stuck in the house. I'm getting my fishing license and all my gear ( Read more... ) -
hey you
Still awake with a second entry for whoever reads this. Which I wonder, who is reading my posts? Who out their genuinly cares? If you're paying attention. Let me know. Id love to be your friend to lean on each other cuz I feel alone and my equilibrium is pretty fucked up.
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fuck emotions, just dont exist
I just stare when some upsetting issue gets thrown in my face. Just go to a numb faze. However you spell it. I'm typing on a phone keyboard so I'm not really in the mood to backfuckingspace. Deal with it ( Read more... ) -
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Forgiving and forgetting is my next goal. I've held on to my hate, anger, and resentment for far to long. I'm ready to laugh again. I need strength in my will to succeed. Let's hope for the best from now on. Goodnight. -
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Riding in the backseat of the van. Heading to sc from nc. My heads congested with bad sinuses and headaches. The smiths blaring through my phones moving with the speed of streets. My cash is getting close to bottom of the barrel and there is still two weeks. I've seen the beaches make love to the ocean. I've seen the tires fight the streets. I've ( Read more... )