| nathan is my best friend .....but i miss kat too |
[Jul. 14th, 2005|01:43 am] |
everything right now makes perfect sense, yet is all very confusing. .... i keep typing half sentances then erasing them. irony. confusion. happsiness. sadness. laughing. crying. faking it. being myself. thinking that this huge list of moments that i'v been kepping in my pocket are meaningful.. is that what its all about? I am unable to enjoy things now because I'm so scraed that when I open my eyes I'll realize that it was just a dream. although thats to be expected anyway.
typing faster, I'm getting the hang of technology... i'm beggining to accept change though not at all to the extent of which is required now. emotions feel so amplified.
what does it feel like to be apathetic?
.... there's a pressure ....
I've heard quotes that seem to describe all of this. I mean that not so much in a personal way, moreso describing everything. why is it hard to relate? or find someone or something or some .... distractions seem to be a cureall maybe there not so much distractions as they are ... can't find words. i need to paint. kinda wish i was home now |
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sorry i fell asleep sounds like you needed someone to talk to,
but hey you are sleeping in my bed right now! | |
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