I can't hold on to what's real anymore. My inhibitions are dragging me back to a place I try to ignore, to forget about, but it keeps coming back to haunt me day after day. I feel so isolated, no one here-hell, no one anywhere-really knows me and the dark secrets that continue to dictate my actions and daily life. How do I escape from this labyrinth of suffering?
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You want to know what makes it worse?
When you throw up on the floor of a room that isn't yours.
You want to know what makes it worse again?
When the people whose floor you just threw up on are people you just met that night.
Yeah...that was my night last night.
Oh my God, what am I doing? I just need to stop dwelling on the past and get on with my life. I can't keep wondering what might have been, I just can't. New year, new school, new me, new man. That's all there is to it. Once I find someone new, I'll forget about all of this, or at least remember it less. And if that's the solution, then the plan will commence right now.
- Current Location:Pigfarts
- Current Music:The subtle undertones of rain splashing against my dorm room window
Well...My bookshelf is pretty intesnse. It's actually more like 4 floor to ceiling shelves. They're alphabetized by author, and then by publication date. I think people would just think I'm obsessed with books, which is true.