Verne Plotsky (black_starlight) wrote,
Verne Plotsky

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The Nightmare Before Christmas makes me happy.

I've got nothing going for me anymore. The people that I truly care about are drifting away to what seems to be bigger and better things while I am stuck in the same damn position. I can't feel like I used to anymore. It's like sympathy was taken out of me.
None of my school friends ever ask me to hang out.
I am caring less and less about life.
I've abused the people that mean the most to me.
I'm leading myself on by thinking that things will eventually work out.
I've lost my sense of belonging among others.
I become more dissatisfied with myself as the days go on.
I can't keep up with my school work anymore.
Paranoia is overcoming the few wonderful things in my life.

I can't wait to get away from Rome. This fucking shitty ass town has proved to be nothing more than a... fucking shitty ass town. It has no life; no venues, no decent hangouts, nothing. Ican'twaittogetout.

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    This is my last entry. I no longer want to share my feelings on the internet. Cheers to not knowing about my personal life anymore.

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    I'm in the midst of making some major changes in my life. I'm sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings in the process...BUT I need to do this to get where…

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    Paranoia is hunting you and all these dirty looks They are right on cue You're full up to the brim with that 'he said she said' trash You exist…

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