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Get that overdue drivers license

Visit a new country


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    While everything around me is ever changing, ever dying, there is underlying that change a living power that is changeless, that holds all together, that creates, dissolves and recreates....For I can see in the midst of death, life persists, in the midst of untruth, truth persists, in the midst of darkness light persists ~Mohandas K. Gandhi Site Fights Spirit Counter

    twenty. loud. addicted to certain fandoms. reads fanfiction. likes to twist the written word. can talk about anything under the sun (and thats the problem). This blog is a compilation of my thoughts and my you know it wont be very interesting. ;)

    Thursday, May 18, 2006

    And as I stared at her, I knew without a doubt, our respect for each other has reached an all time low, and it didnt matter if she found me frustrating or I found her frustrating, the truth of the matter was that we both liked each other about as much as we each liked weight gain. Not very much, really.

    If I wanted to, I could throw myself at her mercy again, and ask her for forgiveness for whatever it was that slighted our friendship. I could grovel, and I could beg, and I could ask for her understanding and a second chance.

    But then it would just repeat the same cycle. Over. And over. And over.

    And so I dont. And its the same thing again.

    And Im trying to tell someone my problems, to get it out, but I just cant seem to put this feeling into words. He asked and I couldnt find the words. He wanted to listen and I couldnt mesh my feelings about myself together.

    Its easier to ignore than to deal with it. And I hardly know where to turn, because no one has time to deal with the issues of a supposedly independant girl.


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