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Bizzar I can sit here staring at this blank box just dying to get these emotions out of my head and through my fingers, but somehow unable to make the connection. And all I have to do is browse through the amazing words in the infinate space of this website, and it just seems to flow. 030531
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ferret yeah, that happens, so does shit. hence the saying: shit happens. 030601
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ShnizelCheese I find myself searching, looking Further and Further for something to trigger and amazing expression of how i feel as i cannot say it myself....

I hunt and Search and then i realise im not on the website anymore.... im searching my soul and im not along and its all going to be...... OK.
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ShnizelCheese OOps.. Scuse the Terrible Spelling, Its early Here 030602
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sinnombre wonder. yeah, that's the right word. hah. so, while I'm wondering, here are some less general questions:
Why do we teach each other, even respond to our friends in a way that makes each other false?
Why don't we think for ourselves?
WHY DOES IT FUCKING HURT TO REALLY LIVE YOUR LIFE...not just let it pass by like a dream?
and god does it feel like a dream.
do you know I've just talked to a good friend of mine and asked by that was...why life felt like a dream. we don't know. most of the time it feels like we're just fucking coasting by.
but, you know, when emotion happens...you know? when it really happens you feel alive. you REMEMBER.
is that what its all about? am I just living it all in in the wrong way...dreaming...coasting in the darkness?
tell me. am i just fucking nuts?
and what is death?
i mean, for some reason, you find yourself dying...why does it just happen that people really care then? that they are afraid, in our culture? did they ever really fucking care? do they realize what their life actually was? That they missed those opportunities? damn it. i need to think about this one...death.
right.
it was on my mind.
pissing me off.

there's a bit of wondering for ya.
hopefully, it was worth your time.
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anne-girl i don't know why life seems like a dream
i find the high super-powered society we seem to live in where everyone has schedules and gadgets and too much money and things cost too little, and we come to expect Walmart or something, just so trippy and strange and unreal
aaand i think people are too politically correct, sometimes, and just obey the social conventions that say you /have to care when people are in some state like dying ... then people die and they say good things about the person because that's the way things have to be becuase we're all brainwashed
and maybe people don't care because you always hear to do what's best for you yourself and you... and then make sure people don't hate you so you be nice to them
but people can't all be just brainwashed animals... they're really just people and saying that everyone else but you and maybe some other small amount of people are better and aware that the rest of people are just addicted to society's bullshit is unbearably... condescending or something, and just not right ((or at least that's what they told me in kindergarten))

should go to sleep
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monee i don't know.

it was worth my time.
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