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holy fuck. confusion.

i need to fuckin think some. my mind is spinning a million miles an hour.

Journal 3

Stacie is today's topic.

First the background:
When I lived in NH i was sorta active in the punk scene. Meaning if i could get to a show id lie cheat and steal to get into it.

So i gotta move to mississippi where even God hates. So i start busting out emails of people who might know something about the punk scene....
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Journal 2

So last night i stayed up till 6am talking with elisabeth. Looks like im doing the same tonight. She's easy to talk to. It's quite nice.

But today's topic is regret.

My regret involves 3 people. Me, Nicole (who was the object of my affection), and Charlie (who was a good good friend of mine).

So I worked with Nicole. We became friends...
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Hmm, first journal entry.

What to write?

I started writing again a couple days ago. Nothing profound but i have nowhere to vent my mind. I could always call someone, but how do I express a crazy line of thought? Trying to tell someone how you started out walking your dog and ended up describing exactly what you felt smoking a cigarette.

I got turned...
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