"Peace and Love, Over and Out"

Decided I've had enough of this now, moving on to bigger and better things.

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xxxx

"so much love"

I've been distant, but i'm so focused on my course right now. I just want to succeed in everything I do, it's like a hunger that won't leave me.
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"Note to self"

I'm stronger than most of you put together, you have no idea.


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" In the making"

finally figuring what you want out of life is the best, but this isn't exactly fulfilled just yet.
I've finally made a conclusion on what university course I'm going to take and narrowed it down to just a couple of university's now.


I just can't stand decisions, I put my whole heart into something then part of me sways in the other direction making me changing my mind,. I find it so odd how one simple decision could just put everything in a different proportion. Is life based on fate or is it all just one big coincidence? I liked to think fate, but that's my optimism just kicking in. 


Slight change of thought, but anger is such a horrid emotion. Lately this feeling follows me like a shadow some days more than other yet it's just this constant feeling that snaps any minute.
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"If there is no struggle, there is no progress."

I've stopped with all my wallowing in self pity and I'm back on track again,life is just a little beautiful gem.
Basically I just can't stop dancing around my room to music that makes you feel invincible and all I can think about is Paris. My last few posts, including this one have been pretty pointless so I do apologise. I'll write something that's worth reading oh so soon.


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"Wait a minute"

changed my mind i'm so silly to mope around so i'll just say


fuck off ,to you instead.
ahhhh that's better, now where's the party at?
Oh and as soon as pay day comes next week, guess what? i'm treating myself to new shoes, because I freaking deserve them.


p.s. I need to get back into dancing or singing, I'm just becoming like the rest, boring. 

"The way it should be"

words aren't enough to even describe my feelings any more. I just feel like an easter egg, yeah I have this hard outer exterior, yet on the inside, there is nothing there any more. I'm just hollow.


I'm going to stop writing in this, my head hurts and this constant feeling of sick in the bottom of my stomach is starting to get to me.
So bed, tea and shitty films that I don't even want to watch is going to be the way forward for the next couple of weeks. 


I'm nothing more, than a line in your book.