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I hardly write anymore and I'm terrified that I'm growing old.
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[27 Sep 2007|09:45pm] |
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One week. I'm not so excited.
A violin, "The Shepherd's Dog," anything Sarah Silverman, and some rollerblades. That's it. I'm not feeling very materialistic these days.
I've been doing cartwheels lately.
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[10 Sep 2007|03:12am] |
I took pictures today for the first time in ever. I won't post them here, as they're already on my Myspace. Yes, my Myspace.
And honestly, will someone please tell me what is up with the new Silverchair video? Whatever happened to that darling little sixteen year old anorexic boy that I remember? I'm so behind the times.
The majority of my days are spent writing and working out and feeding stray kittens and writing about feeding stray kittens and working out. Occasionally I'll smoke a cigar and think about growing old. I'm terrified to grow old. The idea of losing more friends, more family, makes me feel sick to my stomach. Knowing that it's inevitable is almost too much.
Aside from that, life is great. I like watching Sarah Silverman and playing with my dogs and telling people that my birthday is coming up and eating lots of sushi.
My birthday is coming up.
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[07 Aug 2007|04:31am] |
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I want to fuck him so bad.
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| Moving. |
[27 May 2007|07:55pm] |
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Moving moving moving moving moving moving.
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[10 May 2007|12:53pm] |
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Man, sometimes this curiosity just gets to me and I'm overwhelmed with the strongest urges to start talking to him again. Just start talking - say anything. More likely, spill out some horribly unsophisticated, insipid joke that he probably wouldn't even remember as being one of ours in a feeble attempt to show him that I haven't entirely forgotten about the mess we had both, at one point, been so helplessly enveloped by. It's probably better that I don't as our conversations would surely be so surface anyway, and not at all how I imagine they would've been had we continued our liaison. But things get in the way. More appropriately, I got in the way. Me and my appetite for something better.
At least I know how to do my own Livejournal scheme now.
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