begin bitch session:
i have no friends because everyone left after graduation. i won't have a place to live anymore in two weeks. i can't find a job. i'm still a little sick. i feel like i've accomplished nothing so far in my life. i doubt i'll ever make the music i really feel i should be making. i doubt i'll ever get anywhere with the music i make. i'm very depressed. i don't drink nearly enough to tolerate all of this.
end bitch session.
i have no friends because everyone left after graduation. i won't have a place to live anymore in two weeks. i can't find a job. i'm still a little sick. i feel like i've accomplished nothing so far in my life. i doubt i'll ever make the music i really feel i should be making. i doubt i'll ever get anywhere with the music i make. i'm very depressed. i don't drink nearly enough to tolerate all of this.
end bitch session.
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debrajean:
Is it deep? Does it hurt? Let's play "Candyland" like when we were young....
dia:
You can call me anytime, or email me and I'll call you. Maybe I can help, maybe not, but at least I can try; at least you know I want to help... I know how you feel though, more then anything, I know how you feel... I still haven't written my opus. I still haven't painted what I want to paint. I am not a princess yet. Or maybe I am. I don't even know anymore. Sometimes I feel like the wall, where the paint peels. I will call you. You sound broken. I have some tape, it might be low, I would always share my last tiny shreds of it though.