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links here Saturday, December 30, 2006where the fuck is the love I've been searching for?? everywhere I've been looking... where?????posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 2:48 AM
Tuesday, December 12, 2006Okay... here I am.I've been missing for a while. You know what I can't believe? There are people pulling strings all over this university for people who are simply ass kissers. But people who work hard. Nothing. I'm so sick of being ignored. I'm done with this school. Thank God there's only 2 semesters left here. Is this a sign that I need to bow out here. I have other opportunities. With people who believe in me. People who pull strings for me, not because of my ass-kissing, but because of my talent. You know... it's like people are just pushing me and pushing me. Not in the good way, but away. They're pushing me away from this place, which is a blessing and a curse. There are things I need here. There are things that I can't survive without. But unfortunately all these other hands are pushing me out. How long can I grasp on to the things I need? The things that get me through this bullshit. Can I deal with the world outside of this without my life preservers? I can't imagine what's left in front of me. I almost don't want to. I just don't know where I'm going. What I'm doing. But I do know this school is filled to the brim with absolute bullshit. posted by The Impossibly Cute One on 11:40 AM
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