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The flames of my anger flowed though me in fits and bouts of rage. The tormented soul that lied within me sweating to escape. There is nothing that could cool down the roaring lot of embers. Oh what beauty it would be to shout and scream out to the heavens all the tumult that is within and extinguish the flames.
Cool beans, I'm f*!$%ing late for everything and I know it's my own fault. I wish I could stop time, and find a way to be enthusiastic about stuff. I want to do well but don't care enough to have the stamina and drive. -.-
Music, whimsical... Did you know that musicians have more gray matter than non musicians, this also goes for people that know two or more languages. They have greater neuroplasticity.
I want to go visit you, but I highly doubt that I will be accepted with open arms or even a smile on your face, neither genuine or fake. That comes to no surprise to me since, after all, we no longer speak.
I must pass my classes. I must do well, not for others but for myself. There is nothing stopping me but myself. Goodness this is so strange to write about but 'tis my train of thought for the day.
A barrel of monkeys!!!!!!!! Oh how I miss my barrel. All my monkey's have disappeared. It saddens me.
I have not soiled myself, nor have I stained any part of my being. My soul is not pure and not white, but I cannot say it is unclean. I am simply sun kissed.
I want my negative thoughts to scatter. Just jumble up and gather themselves up and disappear. Why can't that happen?
Why can't I just be content with things?
What is sate? ... Oh! like satiate. Ok. Oh how I would love to sate my thirst for love and to be loved. It's never enough for my soul to be pleased and quenched. My mind is at peace but the arid-ness that remains in my heart is, uneasy.
I am determined to do better. To do well. To excel. To achieve more than I had originally sought out for. I will do amazingly! Success! :D
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