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December 16th, 2010
Angry feelings go nowhere. Sadness goes nowhere. Any feeling one feels goes nowhere, because people don't really care. Today was blegh. I know it was blegh. I was still sad and the day dragged on. I don't know what exactly was great about today. I personally don't know what to write. I feel really negative and angry. I hate that I'm not able to do the things I want to do. I wished things were more exciting. Maybe then I'll be happy. But then again, a dose of adrenaline don't mean a thing if I feel this crappy. Damn it.
May 15th, 2010
Melancholy. My new favourite word. I find it a beautiful word; hauntingly beautiful, perhaps due what it portrays. When I am feeling melancholy, I take solace in the exquisiteness of the word. I like to roll it around in my mouth. Melancholy: a wonderfully selfish mood, where one can listen to compellingly sad music, cry their tear ducts dry about nothing and everything, and wallow in self-pity. Naturally, at the time it feels like the earth is crumpling around you, like everything is broken and there is no time left to fix it. But still I find it strangely beautiful.
March 17th, 2009
Free write III
Sex is an thing that seems can be rewarding, tragic, make you feel good, great, wonderful, hated, tortured, haunted, tearful and very sad. Sounds like love on a bad day, heck love on her period.
I just think there are certain moments in our lives where we need to just sit back and think about the our physical needs. We're always trying to get some of the hazardous conditions sex can offer. Sex can be additive. And addiction means to depend on, and lose a part of your will power, which can make you lose your way.