Mad Girl's Love Song
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Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh had gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence.
Here I am, a bundle of past recollections and future dreams, knotted up in a reasonably attractive bundle of flesh. I remember what this flesh had gone through; I dream of what it may go through. I record here the actions of optical nerves, of taste buds, of sensory perception. And, I think: I am but one more drop in the great sea of matter, defined, with the ability to realize my existence.
I applied for housing on campus next year. In previous years I have been too scared to try something new, to have an environment not completely under my control, to actually be social. This is a huge step for me towards changing my habits that keep me locked in this place of self-loathing.
Wednesday February 1st
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solacewithinchaos said:
That sounds like a huge leap for you! I hope it all works out well ~
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