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don't ya hate it when that happens?



Wednesday, November 13, 2002

 

another thing i'm grateful for
besides that friend of mines that i talk of below, im also really grateful to have a friend like lynn in my life... she's the most generous person i know and she's so unassuming... i treat her like family and know that great things will come her way.... it's kinda funny, the story behind this i mean... we weren't really friends second year at all, i didn't even like her all that much ;) along with a few others... but then you come to your senses, everyone grows up and we all realize what's really important in this world, who's really important (besides yourself you silly bean!) and dutta dutta dutta..... occasionally one may lapse in and out of the darkness but friends and realizations and strengths help keep you afloat, away from the treachery chasms that tease you at every turn.... funny things i keep thinking about (funny not as hahaha funny;) are if everyone falls in and outta love in the same way, why can't we save eachother... if it's such a universal thing, why is is to hard to help someone or even yourself?.... are we programmed to always recess into the hollow of our souls?..... is it supposed to feel eternally hungry or should it be constantly full? some people turn to religion... some people turn to significant others..... some people indulge...... others turn to art or sports or work.... i hate this.... i hate knowing and not.... i mean not knowing how to fix something i'm aware of..... feeling it within my grasp, knowing it's right there and not being able to touch it or change it.... aware of its presence in my head.... not knowing how to disarm this emotion... falling all over again.....




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