| 10 AM meditations. |
[Nov. 23rd, 2007|10:37 am] |
There are some things you never get over.
Fortunatly, this was not one of them.
I don't care about what people think or what they say because everyone is entitled to their opinions (it's one of those human rights, that even dumb people get) and you are never going to change them.
In fact, by trying you might just give them some more shit to talk about.
So, when asked by those around me about certain situations, i've developed a standard answer.
"You know how when you are addicted to heroine and then you go through hell to get sober, you never want to talk about the days when you were shooting up at the park? Yeah, it's exactly like that."
It's not good and it's not bad, it's just...when you did heroine...and you don't do it anymore.
hallelujah, hollaback. |
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Haha, I loved when you said that on Wednesday when we talked on the phone. Also, I love "Hallelujah Hollaback" I had a phase when I said that ALL the time. <3
Check out my grammar all over this entry.
"Fortunatly".
i'm going to fail.
lol, i have faith in you, you will not fail! | |
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