The mysterious anxiety...Jogging in the rain is amazing. I learned the extent of my masochism as with each step my heart felts as though it were being hit with a pick... and all I could do it laugh and push harder. What the neighbors must think...
I have had this swirling feeling of anxiousness in the pit of my stomach since school ended, yet I only now figured out what it is. I just felt sick, inexplicably, all the time. Hopefully things will unfold and I can sleep normal hours again. Averaged out, I have likely only slept 3 hours a night since school ended, and it's been pretty miserable.
I finally slept without having a nightmare, possibly the first time in two months, nor were there any voices/hallucinations. It may have been because my cousin stayed up late talking with me and I had a chance to stop thinking inwardly.
I still have yet to feel anything about my best friend moving away. Some people are bothered by it, others completely understand. I guess I should be glad I slide onward, unscathed as usual. Why is it I have issues with that?
Anxious (why?)
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Passionate egg.
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Interestig urges you have, Mr. Buddha Sheep. See a picture you find insufficiently painful and you decide to jam thumb-tacks into your fingers and type while the blood spills onto the keyboard. Heh, maybe you should have taken a picture of the bloody keyboard ^_~;
You can never stop thinking, so don't even try.
You can never stop thinking, until you finally die.
When the time comes and it's time to say godd bye.
We'll finally stop the thoughts, and allow our minds to cry.
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and Desparate Ploys.
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keep it up.
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Iced chai, no ice, LOL WUT.
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