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Automatic Writing Project - Page 21 Auburn Washington
9.6.16
Today has been tough, but I made it. I was reminded of good feelings, only to be struck with their negative counterparts. (Blah emotions and boys.) I wasted some time, only to realize my time was even more wasted than I thought. (Electronics do that.) I've avoided some assignments, but such is reality and at this point my sleep and evening relaxation are more important than the unfocused and rushed work I'd have gotten done at this point. (I literally did no work today...but that is out of the ordinary for me so it's okay.) In between perfect and failure is beautiful.
Time to live in my broken, death trap car that doesn’t accelerate, overheats, smells like gas and blows white smoke out the tailpipe
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my college has a designated smoking area for people to get high
I understand now why people put so many walls up. Why people don't trust others who seem interested in getting to know them. I'm not entirely sure why, but that whole situation from Labor Day is really messing with my head. I'm trying to forgive but I'm just so dang angry. I feel dumb. I feel foolish. I feel embarrassed. And I don't like how there's a part of me that wants to just lay low and do my own thing, just for him to come and want me again. I don't like that I'm thinking that way. I don't want to care at all. I want to be completely unbothered by being around him. I want him to be as important to me as a stranger on the street. I want to erase him and the memories of the pain and embarrassment out of my mind.
