This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Saturday
Today has been brought to you by the letters L A Z & Y
OK.. so its 2:00 in the afternoon, I am at work. The exercise guy is here and wants to know why I always start class late. If he only knew the half of it. We had a number of deaths this week. I cant stay focused and its just so freaking lonely around here. At least in NYC if you felt even the least bit alone all you had to do was stand outside for a minute, there was so many people around that you could just get caught up in the crowd. Here.. its another story. Public transportation sucks. Theres no where to go in the middle of the night, people around here.. I don't seem to understand. I can never tell where niceness ends and flakiness begins. I miss ny.. and I just can't seem to snap out this distractive state.
Happy and Always
I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...
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I found love years ago, last month last week, and over the weekend. I found love today and I’ll find it tomorrow together, forever, and alw...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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U You You are gone But you will never Ever Be Forgotten Mr. Christopher Larkin