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Sunday, February 29th, 2004
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Why do I even try to help?!?!
I give up... on you.
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Tuesday, February 24th, 2004
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sometimes things come to an end though we dont want them to.. sometimes we're forced to move on though we dont want to.. sometimes things arent meant to be though we wish they were.. sometimes we love more than we're loved.. sometimes we go find the new to replace the old so we hurt a little less.. sometimes we give more than we recieve.. sometimes part of us has to die before the rest can live again.. sometimes we detach ourselves from our pain to not be as hurt.. sometimes we must move on..
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Monday, February 23rd, 2004
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Yeah, it's been kinda funny lately. Funny, yes; good word.
I feel bad for some and worse for others. Oh well... somethings just need to suck. Blah.
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Tuesday, February 10th, 2004
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| Time: | 5:57 pm. |
| Mood: |  thoughtful. |
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Things are weird. And weird in a bad way. I can't put my finger on why but I am closing in on the facts...
For now...
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Monday, January 19th, 2004
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| Time: | 4:57 pm. |
| Mood: |  pleased. |
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Have you ever looked in the mirror and noticed something that probably has been there for years but you just never picked up upon? That is how I feel right now. I have been so focused on not focusing that things are taking me by surprise. Issues are coming about that could have been solved so much easier had I only seen them. I guess I have contented myself with wearing blinders; I just wish I had never taken them off.
Why must we take that step to better ourseleves when we know it is only going to become more difficult. I suppose that is how people grow... I don't want to grow up. Yet, I don't want to be a kid forever.
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Sunday, January 18th, 2004
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Things are seem different but they really aren't. I guess this is what I expected. Maybe I didn't expect anything at all. I am OK with how things are though. There is some satsifaction in that.
I dreamed that things would turn out like this surreal fairy-tale set in this world where bad things only happened to bad people. I imagined that we would get together and have this unimagineable bond, after of course, our first kiss that left us both breathless. I want that daydream to come true... but as all else. I lied to myself on how things could be.
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It is only the begining and I wish things were better.
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aggravated.
okay.