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I should be sleeping right now, but I can't. I really... really hate being stressed out over nothing. Because I can't sleep because I feel really lonely for no reason and oddly down when I should be happy. When I do fall asleep I don't want to get out of bad and I'm nowhere near motivated to do so. When I think about all of it, I'm fairly certain I'm depressed, which is a load of crap because I have no reason to be.
I don't want to be depressed for no reason other than I have to move out of the house for a semester. It's... dumb. I know I'll be fine, I'll get used to it and I'll probably have some amount of fun. But I can;t stop freaking out about it, it's all I can think about and realizing that I have to grow up makes me sick.
I'm so damn good at giving advice about this crap but I can't even help myself. I don't know how I can tell people they need to realize they're adults but I'm still clinging to my parents and my family like I'm 10. I'm a hypocrite. I want to be as level-headed as I sometimes come across.
I don't want to act this way or feel this way or be this way. I can easily name infinite number of people who have it worse, so I'm just being dumb. Meeeeh.
I want a hug. I want to stop feeling this way. I want a hug so bad right now. Really wish I had someone to talk to.
Edit: Wow.... yea. That is the last time I write something at 5am in the morning when I'm feeling crappy. X___x' Ignore this plzkthx
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But I am good at giving hugs so heres you a hug!
well... its an... Imaginary hug... uh... yeah... it still a hug! I hope you stop feeling like crap soon!!
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If you didn't see the link above...
Heres the link below...
~Kiyodies
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There are always ghosts in the well. I can't call them echoes, because the sounds I hear all were made too long ago.
The splash of coins in the water.
Voices whispering their wishes
Secrets.
Nobody was supposed to hear them.
But I do.
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If you didn't see the link above...
Heres the link below...
~Kiyodies
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~A family is more than flesh and blood, it's about tender loving care~
+ Being away from family: at first, I felt really out-of-place and I secretly just wanted to go home and hide in my basement. It took me a while to stop clinging as tightly as I was to my mom and I've thinned out how many weekends I spend at home. So it was hard and took some time, but I just kept telling myself that I had to and it got a little better. I'm still homesick under it all, but not nearly as bad as I was the first week or two.
+ Other people have it worse: ah yes, I know that one all too well. As does my mom, because she's had that thrown in her face when she's been upset with something, by my step-dad. And so she told me this, so I pass it on to you--even if it -is- true that a lot of people may have it worse off than you, you aren't them and in the long run, they don't matter. All that matters it that -you- feel the way you do and you have every right to express yourself. So don't let that be a reason for not speaking out about how you feel.
+ Helping yourself: I think there's a saying that says that the best advice we can give is for ourselves. Bah. I hate that saying. I've always been one to try to help everyone, as I'm sure you've noticed, to the point that I leave myself for last. I'm begining to learn that when we find ourselves in need of help, the first step is in admitting it. Then comes reaching out, because when you've been lucky enough to have someone you can reach to, you'd be silly not to reach. I've found that my mom is great support and has been a huge help; and then, of course, there are my dear friends. Even if they can't fix the problem, they can keep me sane and level me out so I can deal with the issue myself. So when you find you're having trouble helping yourself, never hesitate to reach out to those who are willing to lend you what aid they can.
Hm. Well, I think I'll stop while I'm ahead. Dunno if this helps any, but yeah...
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[+] BANGERANG [+]
/keess on the head
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That's pretty hardcore... Let's get naked.
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There are always ghosts in the well. I can't call them echoes, because the sounds I hear all were made too long ago.
The splash of coins in the water.
Voices whispering their wishes
Secrets.
Nobody was supposed to hear them.
But I do.
--
There are always ghosts in the well. I can't call them echoes, because the sounds I hear all were made too long ago.
The splash of coins in the water.
Voices whispering their wishes
Secrets.
Nobody was supposed to hear them.
But I do.
You should come stay with me for a bit. If you wannaaaa. :]
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That's pretty hardcore... Let's get naked.
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