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Almost Easy (an A7X story)
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Lost {Edward Cullen}
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A New Expression
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Untilted. Obsession
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Happy Endings Aren't Too Far Gone [nick wheeler]
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Latest Journal Entry
December 20, 2007
Chilly Lily
Excuse me for my needs.Excuse me for my wants.
Excuse me for my rants.
Excuse me for my attitude.
Excuse me for my boldness.
Excuse me for my indifference and me not wanting to give a fuck.
Excuse me for my swearing.
Excuse me for my not wanting to bother with you at the moment.
Excuse me for my obsessiveness over things that you have no value for.
Excuse me for my wanting to be left alone.
Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me
Excuse me for not meaning my excuses.
So things I do, may not please you. It was brought to me recently that unconsciously I "take things out on people". Okay, well I don't intend to do that. Perhaps I shall point my finger to my temper, no maybe my thinning line of tolerance with people, oh no no it could possibly be from stress?, no wait, maybe its because I'm stuck in a writers block (like that hasn't happened before). Writers block, I hate how it frustrates me to a point where I become extremely irritable. Then again maybe its the fact that having to watch someone cheat on their homework and score more points than you, yeah that pushes me to a line of anger, then again I hold my tongue. Then again maybe its because I'm fed up the people who hold masks tightly pressed onto their faces, in means of social acceptance.
I shake my head.
I sigh.
Why?
The answer unknown.
Perhaps a bit o' PMSing....maybe, maybe not
Alos, most recently I've becomed overwhelmed with what one could call a nostalgic kick in my stomach, chest, and head. Its an indescribable feeling, one so strong that unconsciously caused my body to purge out the remants of a pink icecream cone (oh how delicious). The feeling awkward yet welcoming; don't bother to think about it.
Anyways.
I need answers, because there are always answers to my curiosity, well at most.
I hate having a major mood swing from being extremely happy to feeling extremely lonely and empty, having that feeling of becoming nothing but a stone that has cracked.
Ian I guess I would expect a call from you once you're through reading this. I did not lie to you when I said I was okay. I told you the truth :) So don't worry.
One day I will rise and all will be heard
Ether
