I made a new site:

http://xanga.com/Never_go_quietly

I'll delete this one soon.

....maybe. Maybe not. Idk.

I seem to have fucked up my site....

oh dear.

Turns out my vacation wasn't so much a vacation.

I think being away for so long made me crazy.

If I can't handle 2 weeks, then what am I going to do with myself in Austin?
(I'm going to Austin with my 2 best friends for college.)

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Anyways....

I'm changing a bit and I'm developing qualities that I don't like.

There are some facts that I have to face.

And I'll face them.

I will not let myself become someone I hate.

Is this what it's like? To fight sin?
To struggle so hard against what you are?
I haven't experienced much of this in my life.
I've never been religious and I've always been what I thought was a good person. At least I liked myself anyways.

If getting older means growing apart from yourself, from your soul, then I don't want to.

Call me peter pan cuz I'm not doing it anymore. I refuse to grow up. :)

Almost home...

I'm taking everything as it comes,

with no expectations.

I don't feel disappointed anymore.

I'm not counting on anything or anyone.

This is just what the doctor ordered.

This must be what vacation feels like.

Anyways, I get to go home tomorrow.

I won't be there long before I have to come back, but at least when I'm there, it will be like home again.

The familiar sounds and lights and other people in the next room.

I need us to refill that house,

to feel our energy in it again.

Silly girl...