Saturday, July 3, 2010

Good, Old-Fashioned Escapism

It's not getting any better. If left to myself I get pretty much crazy. That's why I surround myself with my friends as much as possible. I don't know what I will do tomorrow.

I know I went about this all wrong.

The worst thought is, I still don't know what is right. There are two choices, give up or keep fighting.

But there's a third choice. One that is better left unnamed because it's a choice that should remain unknown.

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