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KiSSaDiLLa .
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Yoga. Craftin. Travels. Rock shows. Vegetarianism. Medical Technology.

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rotting

Sunday, January 02, 2005 / 9:54 PM

Christmas vacation was supposed to be for catching up on sleep, but I've gotten close to zero. To top it off, I might not be seeing Marshall for the next 3-4 years. And he might die. I need a way to occupy my mind when he's gone...or dead. SHIT

I've become a dependent soul. Kill me.

As soon as he left I started decomposing. I haven't picked up a guitar in months. I seem to be hating everything. After this day there will be no time left to do anything. I'm going back to school, and that means no free time or healthy mind. Not that it's healthy now or anything. I feel like i'm dying.

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