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Thursday, 23 July 2009

  • Good morning Friend,

    In the next season, please bring me some cool people to invest in. In short, I need new faces to share life with.
    I'd want them to be ones who'll be around for the next 10 years or more.

    I'm bad at picking them, so please do it for me.
    Tell em I'm a cool person once they get to know me and that I'm waiting.

    Thanks,


    Jess*

Saturday, 04 July 2009

  • Hello Friend, 

    When the night comes around and it gets dark, that's when I come and talk to you. I wish I'd do it in the morning hours when I just wake, but honestly my mind is a blob and I find it too hard to quiet it down to have a good, meaningful, conversation. Or maybe it's when my house gets so quiet at night and I'm by myself that I finally notice you're wanting to speak with me. 

    You know I've been meaning to tell you, though I'm sure you already know, my dissatisfaction is just getting stronger. My soul feels really hungry, all the time. Today I woke up and I was just really hungry (not for waffles)...upset. Sad. I was so frigging empty.   

    Like really, what the heck am I doing these days. The more I am hanging out with friends all the time, keeping busy, doing my thing, the more I wake up feeling this way. It bothers me that I can lie through my teeth, its so easy and I can even make it look pretty convincing. It also bothers me that what's is supposed to make me happy...is like coming up short. I lie to my parents all the time, and they haven't bothered to ask me more to see if my facts hold together. I haven't been very wise. I probably haven't been living rightly. Maybe that's why I feel dead. 

    Friend, I want a lot of things. I want to do a lot of things. But what am I supposed to be doing right now again? 
    I'm not sure what I'm doing or where I'm going. It might be better if you direct me a little, or else I'll be circling here for a looooooong time. Good food has lost its taste, company is nice to have but that nice feeling doesn't last too long, etc. But I don't feel like I am depressed. Not at all. Juust a whole lotta annoyed and restless. Maybe I need to buy a pet. 

    I want a sandwich. 

Monday, 29 June 2009

  • "Hell or glory, I don't want anything in between."


    Dear God, 

    I don't want to waste my life. When I die I want to know that I actually lived. It sounds so cheesy; maybe I'm having an early quarter life crisis. 
    I feel like I am wasting away, twiddling away my life. Most days I'm secretly kind of upset because I crave something grander, but I'm not finding it. 
    Nothing's happening and I'm scared this mundaness is all there is for the rest of the journey. 

    Having a nice house, nice ride, good job, fun friends, loving family, vacations all the time, tons of $$$. 
    Sure, i'd take it if someone offered. 


    But whatever this is, is ripping at my insides. (not to sound overly dramatic)
    Ok, it's more like this itch I can't get to that's like in my gut or something....
    It's making me restless. And unsatisfied. 

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