Archive for August, 2006

Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #19

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

It hurts to think you are incapable of loving. I feel that there will never be a […]

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Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #18

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

I need to seriously talk with someone who is disconnected from me, but prepared to listen.
YES! Finally […]

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Wednesday, August 30th, 2006

The FagaVault - Episode Seventeen

About seventeen years ago, I received an anonymous card that was one long threatening poem that ended with a warning, “Soon you will get the shaft.” I waited and waited, and the shaft never came (that I know of). To this day, I have no idea who sent me that card.

INITIATE EPISODE SEVENTEEN

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Tuesday, August 29th, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #17

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

I’m letting myself die, no one else sees it. I’m cutting all the ties, and nobody realizes. […]

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Monday, August 28th, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #16

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

If life were graded, it would receive an F.
[On borders]
look around, can’t you see?
save me
all so superficial
If […]

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Friday, August 25th, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #15

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

Today, I realized my friends are my life. Separated from them, I think I’m about to have […]

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Thursday, August 24th, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #14

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

I know it’s wrong, it always was. But I know I want back in. I can’t go, […]

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Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #13

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

Life was once in my grasp, now it slowly moves farther from my reach with every day. […]

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Tuesday, August 22nd, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #12

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

The love I’m looking for doesn’t hurt. The love I’m looking for doesn’t bind. My love is […]

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Monday, August 21st, 2006

Me Fifteen Years Later #11

I have been writing in a journal on an almost-daily basis since I was 17 years old. This is a record of me going through each entry from the beginning, and commenting on the me from fifteen years ago.

Sanity is highly overrated. My best times have been on the edge, My worst were painfully sobering. […]

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