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Saturday, April 22, 2006

feelings of emptyness

i could feel my brain holding its breath for a split second; it distorted my memory of the day for a little bit. it served as a ritualistic thing to remember and to forget_ you intake the information of the new day, but some of the fragile things crumble slightly. it leaves dust, and smells like the woodshop. i remember not to look down, just keep staring. unlearning accuracy, and embracing the mess. you have to have an affair with it, or else it wouldnt speak to you openly. you learn to listen to these things, and the dusty specks reappear as another piece of yourself. stronger this time, because they adhere to the crevices. over and over until the smell stays.

sometimes you have to wonder where all these gaps come from.
failures to encode information right the first time?


Wednesday, May 25, 2005

ok new owner of this site that wasa the old owner


Friday, February 18, 2005

why do things always have to be justified in this society? seriously, why can't people just let it go? why do i have to know the exact answers? yet i really want to know the reasons myself. i want to know why am holding on this long. am i trying to prove something to those who said i can't do it? to those who said i'd fail? or do i truly feel what i claim to feel? i don't understand anymore. this is getting too complicated than i thought.

sometimes i guess am too much of a sissy to actually do it. afraid of what the consequences would be, afraid for people to hurt, afraid for me to hurt. guess the toughest part is to accept that i can't tell the future. would i regret? god, i hate not knowing what'll happen in the end! fucking 'sarah', that's what i am. and i hate that. 

You know... I've been doing a lot of "cleaning" with my life. Weeding out the bad, pulling in the good.  I'm doing just fine now with what I've got, actually a lot better than before. I've gotten confidence, I've gotten closure, and assurance that without certain people, my life is a lot better. The people I once called my friends... they screw up. Not to say that I'm any better, but I do feel I've made some sort of improvement in the last year. My real friends have taught me so much, how to simply be easy to be around and treat others right... therefore depleting my level of tolerance of people that do me wrong. I'm not scared of anything now, because I know that I've got friends to help me up when I fall down. No one can make me feel the way I did... I won't let them. I'm better than that. I'm better than them.



The best movie night of all time took place last night at my home. 14 people, barely enough room, and lots of laughing was seriously what I needed.  I pinched a lot of asses last night, it was pretty funny. I cannot stress to you enough how thankful I am for the friends that I have. <3



I don't understand a damn thing that kid does... and frankly, I don't want to anymore. I'm better off.


Saturday, February 12, 2005

so tired to do anything i dont know why my life is so dreaded boring oh well


Friday, February 11, 2005


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