March 2012
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Fuck you for not coming to me first. Fuck you for not listening to me. Fuck you for always putting me down. Fuck you for making me depressed. Fuck you for lying time and time again. Fuck you for acting like it’s all my fault. Fuck you for never accepting my affection. Fuck you for blaming me. Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.
February 2012
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I need to get this out in the open: I am not a liar. If I feel a certain way or I remember things a certain way, I’ll tell you exactly what I remember. Anything that has happened to me in the past I’m very open about. I’m not the type of person to blow things out of proportion or to lie about something to make myself look better and someone else look bad. I would never do that...
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Thinking about leaving my band, my old life, and all the people I know. This isn’t working for me. I want to go live in California and never talk to anyone ever again. Being a hermit sounds lovely.
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If I could accept who I am, then I would feel free.
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I really don’t want to go back to school. 3 weeks and I was already going crazy, but now I’ve got a straight month and a half of being away and handling everything alone. Sure, it’s more time to find myself but it does get damn lonely.
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I’m so stoked on life right now. In just a few months if I get accepted into my transfer school I’m going to be back here, writing music, seeing the people I love most as much as possible, and feeling healthy. I couldn’t even tell you how excited I am for the future.
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If given the chance I believe I could make you happy. I would do everything and anything to make you smile and there would never be a day when I would take you for granted. You’re not the type of person who should be put on the back burner; you’re the type of person who deserves to be put first every time—you’re the type of person who deserves to be told that you mean the...
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I’m coming home tomorrow. I’m excited to get out of here for a bit and see some awesome people. If you live in the 585 hang out with me! :)
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Tonight I had to make a collage of my “life” for my speech communication class. At first I was weary that I would have nothing to share, but suddenly an hour and a half had passed and I was no where close to being done. Doing this presentation reminded me of why I love my life, my friends, and my past. I realized just how thankful I am for every opportunity I’ve been privileged...