Tuesday Mar 21, 2006

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Yet another instance where I wish I could keep this journal entry to myself, my fear of making it look like I'm looking for sympathy. I'm so tired of living. Waking up to the sound of nothing and no one being there. Going to work with no ambition at all. Coming home to a messy apartment filled with constant reminders that I am lazy and unmotivated to change. The only solution I see in sight is to just end it. End everything and make myself happy again.
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not_a_sicko:
Sounds like you badly need a change of scenery. I agree with FigmentofaPearl, start with little things.
You can always make a new start, you know.

And death is overrated anyway, there's nothing there for you.
philosophocles:
is it just me, or are birthdays really pointless? it's only a big deal if you decide to have a party and if you don't, people forget and don't get you presents. and even if they do... its just.. silly

that's just me. i'm not a big birthday guy.

but happy birthday!

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