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Wednesday, July 23, 2008
thoughts

All my life, I’ve been struggling, struggling to find my senses, struggling to be the person, that everyone wants me to be, but I’m never what I’m supposed to be. I hate who I’ve become and I find people who are smart and shrewd intimidating.

All I ever wanted is someone who truly looks up to me.

I’ve been harboring to pack up my bag and go travel. As of to date, I have yet to find my guts (and probably money) to do it. Traveling alone can be so frightful but I know that once I’ve taken my first steps, I’ll be okay…. Or maybe not.

10:01 PM



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