Did I really mean to make so many?
Mood:
accident prone
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why did I do it? Why did I make a Livejournal? It makes no sense. I don't understand it. I don't want to understand it either. Its something that only perseves the mind. I wonder if its the right thing to do. I really do care, what am I doing? Is there something that can change my mind... as to what I did? No, I don't want to back away... its not right just to throw something away. But, there is a reason why I made this one right? There has to be. I guess there is no end to the questions that fill our little heads. I really do care for some people out there. I want them to be happy, yet, I don't think they want to be happy. In order to be truly happy, you have to sacrifice something in order to get what you want. I wonder if I'm doing the right thing. Do I live for a purpose? What was that saying again... I wish I could remember, but I forgot. It was all there, I can't remember it.
I like to see your face, yet, its not there. Why can't you live closer? Its not fair.
I have an idea, I'll be of some service. I want to help out more.
Since life has a purpose.. what do you think it is? What do you think is the problem with life? There is always different possiblities. But, is there one real answer?
OK, well, I became the prez of the council in the International Club. I lost to the secretary job to someone else. But its ok, I have a lot of other positions in other clubs. I kinda like being active.
lazy
rushed
irritated
spacey
blue
sharp