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2004 24 November :: 1.25pm
I had a shocking relevation the other day.
o.o
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2004 24 November :: 1.20pm
:: Mood: contemplative
My nasal passages are burning.
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2004 24 November :: 1.11pm
:: Mood: lonely
I'm really upset. Lately something little like this just gets to me. Josh wasn't himself today. He was miserable and I couldn't figure out why. Seeing him or any of my best friends like that makes me just want to take his position. I guess because over time, I've learned to be strong no matter what, which is why I'm always happy. The only thing I can't stand up to is myself. So, my first reaction when I see Josh like this is I get really upset. When he got off the bus I layed down on the seat and I couldn't stop thinking about him. Something little like that just gets to me. He's my best friend, and if anything ever happened to him, I don't know what I'd do. That kid has taught me so much, I could never repay him for just being himself and guiding me. It sounds strange, and he probably wont understand either, but he has done a world of good for me, and theres no way I could ever love him enough. I love that kid with everything I am.
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2004 23 November :: 9.43pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: [Always]
l CaughT FlRE: lmfao.
abrokendreamx: ?
l CaughT FlRE: i love arguing with this dipshit..
l CaughT FlRE: holy shit i can NOT get enough.
abrokendreamx: lmfao
abrokendreamx: are you still arguing about hows shes different?
abrokendreamx: post it in your journal again!
abrokendreamx: i loveee reading it
;D
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2004 23 November :: 8.31pm
:: Mood: blah
Note: I changed the journal's password. I hope the point has been sufficiently ground in, that my private entries are my private area and it is not to be dragged into the world. ...But feel free to email or IM me with whatever criticism you like, and I will cheerfully tell you where and how far up to stuff it.
Suicide sucks.
I just can't see too much good in it, even given that death is something we all have to learn and understand at some point. And it hurts to think about everyone today who will be grieving for someone they love and will not see again. It hurts to think about the shock and screaming and weeping, and I wonder how many of them will suffer so much that they take their own lives in return.
And I wonder what happens to those of us who live every day with this. I wonder how humans can survive with that much pain. How does she do it? ...How did he do it? ...eh.
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