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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Sat, Apr. 12
... The sound of our hearts breaking
Why is it that we search for something all our lives, and when it finally comes, we don't know what to do with it?

*sigh*

How many times have I said that I just want someone to make the decisions for me?

One year ago today: This is one of the biggest groups I've hung out in for a long time, especially a "concentrated" group, not just a bunch of people in the same place, but not really hanging out together. It was slightly overwhelming, but it was still good. I probably wouldn't have wanted this a few months ago, but it's a lot better now. I feel much more up to doing this kind of thing that I was before.
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posted at 1:07 p.m.