I’m not sure how it started,
But I hate having to be guarded.
I don’t have anything that is my own, except the things that people hate.
I know I can’t wait much longer, or else my passion will be completely destroyed.
And that will just lead to people being annoyed.
But I’m not sure what to do to get out of this depression,
If I don’t have freedom of expression.
I feel so alone right now; I have no one to turn to.
Most of my friends are back at school, but do they even miss me?
Some people say they’re too cool, but I actually like to learn.
I wish someone could hug and kiss me, and tell me that everything is going to be okay.
But it seems I can’t do that anymore; I have to rely on myself.
I just wish I could easily take my own confidence from its shelf.
For some reason, at dinner last night, my mother and I happened upon the subject of Homeland – one of my favorite TV shows that I haven’t watched in ages for reason I can’t even describe.
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In Wednesday’s post, I talked about how social media is meant to bring people together. Sometimes, it really does.
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I had a random epiphany today.
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I’ve talked about this before, but after this weekend, I think it bears repeating.
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Normally, this would start with a summary, but because there’s no accurate way to summarize it, let’s jump right in.
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