ugh. it didn't take much for my dad to knock me clear off my highhorse-- reminded me of the... traumatic thing and got all my flashbacks back... ugh... i'm even reading the wierd "soul" book willie gave me to take on the plane... just kinda wondering when my trial's gonna be over, ya know?
i could write an opressively sad entry right now but it would just leave knots all over my stomach... can't do that... not really... i wish i had my music with me...
there are times when my entries to this site are the best writing i'm doing at the time... maybe that sounds stupid... but this is not one of those times... so maybe it's not so dumb... just annoying....
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