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How are you, in 1 word? v. 2011.2

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Currently feeling: progressive, introspective.

With a new Facebook, a phone number known to very few, E-mail address known to equally as few, and a now private Twitter account, I thought I felt as though I was doing all the proper footwork to discard my past and often deemed 'infamous' persona. Even then, I had a really sobering moment about an hour or so ago. I thought of the MySpace account that at a time brought me a bit of recognition—from all the wrong people. The significance of this silly fucking account is really rather strong in my mind at this point in my life. People associated me with this site; the people I associated with, the foolish, reckless words that I displayed publicly year after year, as well as the unsavoury people recklessly providing each of my photos with a framework too wretchedly questionable to not leave a mark. Some of these people who witnessed all of this are the people I see when I go to the store. Just because for the most part I have done a complete 180, it does not mean these people have. They are probably still talking just as they did before. Disclosing my current predicted state to one another while sipping 40 ounces in parking lots. These people may do as they please. I see them around, and I try to avoid seeing them really. All I know is that when I do see these people (or when they see or hear of me), that living well is truly the best revenge. Living well does not seem as plausible to others to grasp when reminders of the past as clear as day are accessible just by viewing a mere social networking site. My account is no more, and above all, so is the girl on that page.
 
Blah...tired
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...but optimistic
 
SideOrderOfOpiates said:
Currently feeling: progressive, introspective.

With a new Facebook, a phone number known to very few, E-mail address known to equally as few, and a now private Twitter account, I thought I felt as though I was doing all the proper footwork to discard my past and often deemed 'infamous' persona. Even then, I had a really sobering moment about an hour or so ago. I thought of the MySpace account that at a time brought me a bit of recognition—from all the wrong people. The significance of this silly fucking account is really rather strong in my mind at this point in my life. People associated me with this site; the people I associated with, the foolish, reckless words that I displayed publicly year after year, as well as the unsavoury people recklessly providing each of my photos with a framework too wretchedly questionable to not leave a mark. Some of these people who witnessed all of this are the people I see when I go to the store. Just because for the most part I have done a complete 180, it does not mean these people have. They are probably still talking just as they did before. Disclosing my current predicted state to one another while sipping 40 ounces in parking lots. These people may do as they please. I see them around, and I try to avoid seeing them really. All I know is that when I do see these people (or when they see or hear of me), that living well is truly the best revenge. Living well does not seem as plausible to others to grasp when reminders of the past as clear as day are accessible just by viewing a mere social networking site. My account is no more, and above all, so is the girl on that page.
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Sounds like you've made quite the positive change! :)


Lethargic. There's no (appetizing) food in the house. I really need to go grocery shopping today but I fear for the state of the grocery stores--It's a "holiday" here in the US. 8)
 
Tired but in a good way. Creek walking was awesome--Though rather slow-going as it has been quite some time since I've done it. :P
 
^ That sucks i hope you feel better soon <3

I'm fed up, crazy with everything, in pain, etc so yeah let's shorten this to FML :!
 
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