Strange how I have not been indifferent about the situation. I feel the same. At the same time however, small things begin changing. I no longer have dreams. I can not envision endless capabilities anymore. I can't fly across the ocean or go through some purple mountain rollercoaster. I miss my dreams, in both senses. Days go by and I don't attempt to be better. "I'll save it for college" is my answer to the life that I am living. Seeing as how I am missing deadlines and have to work harder, there might not be a college. Imagine. No future? I need my dreams back! Give them back to me you bitch! You think it is easy to become my perverse dreamcatcher without me hanging you on my wall. My friend told me she was disappointed in what I had become. That after the most current of my breakups I had changed and become somebody she never knew before. She was my ex too, therefore she knows me, but what makes me wonder is if the person she knew was the real me. I do not want to deviate from my thoughts though. I am working towards having my dreams back. I have not wrote on ,my journal since two saturdays ago. You do the math. Sucks huh? Well hopefully they come back soon. I am working towards a better future. I can't miss anymore deadlines. Well today I was driving all day long. I wanted to meet up with ART but i could not. Maybe next time R2D2. Well I have to go to sleep because I work at my shitty ass job tomorrow. Let me dream today?
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