this is so unjust, on my behalf, but...

i feel that my life has just been taken away. not literally, but at least that's how it feels. i'm being deprived of my friends, of whatever social life i had. and it feels like i can't be generous anymore.

oh yeah and my trust has been taken away too.

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but fuck that.

parents

well shit. as much as you want to rebel, and as much as you feel like retaliating...

the worst part is that they're probably right, and they're just doing what's best for you.

slumber of sullen eyes

i fear the absurdity of language.

in the mist

it's all just a messy slate right now.

fahrenheit fair enough

totally fucked up. i wish i could say that philosophy is ruining my life right now, but the truth is, i let it fuck my life up.

so uh, now that mike and jestine have admitted to leaving blogger, who still goes here? lol

sing

robin, blue jay, cardinal, and company,
sing to me in all your honesty, the melody
that carries the tranquility
i long to experience.

dopesmoker

blasting music, drowning everything else out.
got my papers, eraser, writing utensils, pencils, books, sources, and some water for survival lol.

let's fucking do this shit

zombie

man i don't even fucking want to argue this shit because it's not even worth fucking arguing. too bad this "shit" is fundamental to the following shit which is actually fucking loads more interesting

those are my thoughts about this essay. i seriously just chose the worst philosopher to study

:)

lying to myself

i hate lying. i really do.