My Place.

I have a place to come to.
It's my place. I come to it morning, noon and night and it is there. I expect it to be there whether or not it expects me - my place where I start from and go towards so that I know where I am going and what I am going from, making me firm in my direction.

May 16, 2008

Ahhhh

I wanted to write a lot, I thought it all out …. but…. I didnt. =]

And I feel good about it, I dont think being a dick and hurting other peoples feelings will really make my situation any better. Well maybe id feel better, its a good idea to just lash out or tell people whats on your mind but I feel more human not doing it. Its probably going to just swim inside me, bother me later on and cause some problems but ill deal with it.

It probably helps…. The whole being true to yourself, and saying whats on your mind and acting on how you feel…. BUT I dont think it justifies being a douche bag.

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I feel more embarrassed than hurt, Well im hurt too. What a crappy day.

but regardless, …. something something something. Im done.

The less I write the better.

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