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let's see. at the moment, I don't really have all that much to say. petty things happened that don't amount to much I could write about. I solved a few problems I had, I think, well, they'll hopefully be signed, sealed and finished off in the next coupla days. a big financial weight will be taken off my shoulders, which is good.
the more time passing, the more I realize there's many things I once needed I don't need in my life anymore. things I don't need anymore. in my mind, I'm going through my shite and sort out.
thinking so much has pretty much shut me up for weeks. has me shut doors, shut out some people. I blocked about 99% of "buddies" on my messengers. I can't listen to certain things anymore. I can't listen to "I'm so happy, so in love, we'll have blahblahblah" right now. I don't want to feel so left out by life. I'm my own person, I don't need to get my face shoved into other people's candy shit right now.
when I'm feeling low, when I crash through that hole in the floor, I always come back. to myself. I look at myself, and I know I'll come back out eventually. a stronger person. realizing I can rely on myself. I'll be there for myself, trying to make it better. coming home to me. being there for myself, being patient. 'coz eventually, in just a matter of time, I'll come through. no matter what happens, I'm there.
incommunicado, but sticking around. we're in for the long haul.
the more time passing, the more I realize there's many things I once needed I don't need in my life anymore. things I don't need anymore. in my mind, I'm going through my shite and sort out.
thinking so much has pretty much shut me up for weeks. has me shut doors, shut out some people. I blocked about 99% of "buddies" on my messengers. I can't listen to certain things anymore. I can't listen to "I'm so happy, so in love, we'll have blahblahblah" right now. I don't want to feel so left out by life. I'm my own person, I don't need to get my face shoved into other people's candy shit right now.
when I'm feeling low, when I crash through that hole in the floor, I always come back. to myself. I look at myself, and I know I'll come back out eventually. a stronger person. realizing I can rely on myself. I'll be there for myself, trying to make it better. coming home to me. being there for myself, being patient. 'coz eventually, in just a matter of time, I'll come through. no matter what happens, I'm there.
incommunicado, but sticking around. we're in for the long haul.
posted by daria l'orange at 1:55 pm
2 Comments:
don't believe people who are happy all the time. this is not happiness, it is repression. I eclude people who are new couples, because that's intoxication.
glad you are back!!!!
(i'm so happy, etc) :)
you're right, as usual. though, let's be honest - watching the exhibitionists ain't always fun. only the kind that stands in parks with a trenchcoat on and they show what they think is a willy. and then ya point and laugh.
I should go out more often ;)
xx
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