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Name: Grace
Interests: Basically I like everything. Music, being outside, my puppy, reading, laughing, almonds, drawing, writing, performing, exploring, imagination, the ocean and teasing people! I don't like brussel sprouts, smoke, my asthma, talking on the phone and your mom!!!!!!
Expertise: Piano, writing songs, sleeping
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
11/4/2003
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| Life is so depressing sometimes. | | |
| Dearest xanga. I always write of things twisted and dark. I come to you with my negative inerworkings but today is a glorious day and seeing as I cannot post anything on facebook yet I decided to grant you a taste of my positive alter ego.
All that to say...
I'M ENGAGED!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOO!!!
Announcements to the general public will commence once I have personally let family and close friends know.
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| Just took a dramamine. I hope it knocks me out real good. | | |
| I can't express things anymore. I used to write a lot. I used to be able to penn what I was feeling, what was wrong. I could write about my hopes and dreams. I could freely express my opinions and they were valued. But now I just hold it all inside. I don't know how to get it out. Or maybe it's just not worth expressing them anymore. Because when I do nothing positive ever happens. I just get shut down. It's not worth it. I wish I wasn't so opinionated and that I never ever got my feelings hurt. I wish I didn't feel this stupid sense of responsibility to help people and point out what they are doing wrong. It's never taken well. And I am just the bad guy. Well, not really. I am just the drama queen imagining stuff and being a crazy bitch. That's what. | | |
| I feel lonely, deserted, incompetent, unworthy, little, easily dismissed, unconsidered, inconsequential, and pathetic...at the moment...not in general. I probably shouldn't feel this way but I am a baby. Overly sensitive and also unwise in allowing even part of my happiness to be held in a person rather than God. Even though that person is great, sometimes they just find other things a lot more interesting then me. At least that is how it feels. And I need to get over the fact that I am not exciting and don't impress them with my eccentricities or what not. It's just not something about me that they hold dear--like I do. And other people just have a better sense of humor. Why do I even try? Bah. Also, I talk too much. I bore people. I need to shut up and be more mysterious. I guess I can't help myself. I am after all just a screwed up geek--straight up homeschool alumni. Der der derrr.  In a nutshell I have pretty much always felt like I am a peg below everyone else. They all have a 1 up just from the sheer fact that they had a normal edumacation. Because lets face it guys, character, integrity, and niceness aren't nearly as valued as humor and jadedness and that special public school touch. I might be jaded (unfortunately) and have a sense of humor (that I like anyway) but I don't have the public school touch and hardness about me so I'm worthless. Yep. Well, guess its good I realize that now anyway...after all this world was never meant to be my friend. And instead of me being impressive and captivating Christ in me should be. So I guess it's good people find me boring so if they see Christ in me they will truly know it is him and not me.
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