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Human After AllDear inner consciousness,
I'm not sure this will work, but it's worth a try.
I know it's hard on you. Doing what's morally right, not doing what you want, whenever you want. I'd rather procrastinate and laze my life away instead of trying these horrifically productive activities that you force me into. I'd rather throw all my responsibilities into the trash, instead of being bound by endless promises.
Then I know that you get tired sometimes, restraining my wild emotions and my tendency to run into walls. (Which I'm told comes to everyone at some point in their lives) We've all heard the cliché, "I'm trying to discover myself," but broken tape or not, there's a reason why it's cliché. I get a little depressed here and there, jealous of "that girl next door," and feeling very insignificant to the universe. Then again, there are moments where my head inflates bigger than a hot air balloon, so it bala
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On The EdgeDear me,
You're breathtaking. You're not thin, nor pretty, and sure, beauty is only skin deep, but who wants to be beautiful these days? Beauty and taking someone's breath away are two different things, and only one lasts forever.
Beauty is superficial. You can take someone's breath away with a look, a touch, a word. A picture is worth a thousand perfect songs, but photographs pale. A memory is just a sliver of forever, and you can't help but watch them fall from outstretched fingertips, lost in the rain that rages, tears tumbling from the sky. Angels cry- and you cry with them.
One such memory is the feeling of loss. The one emotion that never truly fades, red raw sutures jagged on your soul. On September 6th, 2008, you will lose a friend. [the wound opens, white hot poker to the heart]. Two days later, you lose him again. On September 9th, one of your best friends is lost to the abyss also [blood flows like a river of ruby heartbreak] as you watch him float away on grief [and sometim
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Information about my life for the interested
Got a doctor's appointment now, it's at 28th of February. I abhor the wait, I want to know what's wrong with me now
and I feel like my mentor's bitch at the office and she doesn't seem to really communicate well what it is that she wants from me because she changes and have changed now again the objectives with my internship. She only works like two days a week and she's so stressed she doesn't have time to go through vital things that I've done so our (few) meetings sucks. Bleh! Rant over.
