emily;


okay, let me explain.

Maybe you should all ignore my last blog before the one about the rainbow - i.e. the one in lame dedication to Kimb. Why? Because I lied.

Life isn't stable and I miss my friends. I miss having too much time and not knowing what to do with it. Yes, I know. I've let myself down. I've let this situation occur. But, as stupid as this may sound, the circumstances which have influenced this situation was anything but easy. I'm not going to go into detail about these influences right now, but I guess you could all probably guess what I'm getting at anyway.

My life is a total mess.

Where did all this emo inspiration come from? I just read Amanda's blog. And I felt guilty for lying. Even if this is just some little bit of cyberspace that actually contributes to no amount of matter to anything.

Family. The word itself connotes to disharmony, difficult decisions and complete and utter frustration. I don't know what to do anymore. My heart says one thing, my head says another. Cliche cliche cliche
Look at this, I can't even write.

Am I too young? Is it merely hormonal talk?
Do my parents really know what's best for me?
Have I lost the plot? Is it to late to go back?

What do I do now?


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emily;


okay, let me explain.

Maybe you should all ignore my last blog before the one about the rainbow - i.e. the one in lame dedication to Kimb. Why? Because I lied.

Life isn't stable and I miss my friends. I miss having too much time and not knowing what to do with it. Yes, I know. I've let myself down. I've let this situation occur. But, as stupid as this may sound, the circumstances which have influenced this situation was anything but easy. I'm not going to go into detail about these influences right now, but I guess you could all probably guess what I'm getting at anyway.

My life is a total mess.

Where did all this emo inspiration come from? I just read Amanda's blog. And I felt guilty for lying. Even if this is just some little bit of cyberspace that actually contributes to no amount of matter to anything.

Family. The word itself connotes to disharmony, difficult decisions and complete and utter frustration. I don't know what to do anymore. My heart says one thing, my head says another. Cliche cliche cliche
Look at this, I can't even write.

Am I too young? Is it merely hormonal talk?
Do my parents really know what's best for me?
Have I lost the plot? Is it to late to go back?

What do I do now?