this sucks. I hate this. I hate these feelings. So many things going
on. fear, helplessness, frustration, sadness, emptyness, and more.
I dont know what the hell to do anymore, or what I want. part of me
pretty much at the point where it’s ready to sell off my car along with
pretty much everything I own and start life a new. Let things take me
where they will, my only responsibility being to find a way to take
care of the clothes on my back. I feel like im ready for a big change
or some big adventure, but have quite a bit weighing me down and holding
me back from it. I keep finding there to be more truth to this, and I’ve
felt this way for more than a year now. bleh. that’s all I have for now,
just needed to vent a little. I’ll continue part 3 of the vegas story as
soon as I can.
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