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Ashley

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[27th of June, 2012]
all i've taken for granted.
and this and this and this.
i sit and wish i could be better. lovelier. full of more color life and have so much to show for.
and i scroll through photos and reload pages and run rampant through dungeons and read those zelda comics full of nostalgia and wonder if i'll ever be anything worth anyones while.
and i forget that i need to remain calm and breathe slowly. inhale dust and exhale magic.
i'm fine.
it's going to be okay.
lonely ashley or not.
this new disneyland community and a whole new world for me.
because i'll be here quite a while. [5th of June, 2012]
I've been wanting to try to watch Captain Harlock again.
But I remember those days when I was watching it.
I'd watch an episode with "dinner". Probably some microwaved potato and ramen.
This was when I "lived on my own". Being the adult that I was, I'd have an adult beverage with my meal. This would quickly turn to my watching two episodes, and me drinking three glasses of whatever beverage happened to be in my possession. And this, in turn, would quickly turn to I don't know how many episodes, and stumblings to the liquor store down the street.
Overdraft fees.
Empty bottles.
Beautiful images and a beautiful storyline reduced to nothing more than blurred colors and shapes accompanied by a strange language I could not understand.
Subtitles or not, it didn't make a difference.
I made it so that the world around me had no depth, no beauty, no hope, nothing.

If I had encountered any of those people at a different time in my life.
If only if only.

None of those bad things would have happened.
And I might not be so sad. So used. So damaged. So disposable.

I want to erase everything from my memory.
As though that weren't an original idea.

please i just can't stand being alone anymore.
utterly alone. no ties with anyone.
you don't know how it feels to feel so unwanted and useless.
not because of my depression.
because i'm unwanted and useless.
help. [21st of May, 2012]
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stupid.
]

I wish I knew people that actually liked me for who I am.
Or just liked me.
Because I'm annoying.
I'm paranoid. And boring. And afraid. And jittery.
And I keep becoming more and more alone.
And I don't know what to do.

I'll more than likely start taking the accutane very soon.
And someone said I should have people around that know how I act so as to point out any change in my behavior that might be worrying.
But I don't know anyone now.
It'll only be my mom.

I feel like I could die from this loneliness.
One could say it's my own goddamn fault.

I'm not fun anymore.
I don't want to get shit faced drunk. I don't want to do drugs. I just want to enjoy company and not be judged and patronized for my anxieties and my beliefs.
I wish Disneyland were anywhere but California. Because I need to leave this place.
No one wants me. And I don't want to be here.

I don't know how much longer this is going to go on for.
But boy this is awful. I'll tell you.

I expect to find him laughing. [15th of May, 2012]
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my skin hurts.
]

And yet I tolerate it.
I always tolerate it.
What is the alternative.

I'm much too hopeful.
Filled with much too much faith that something/one will come along and either save me or help me save myself.

Almonds, Kashi bar, spinach and pasiflora tea.
A hopefully "pick-me-up" sort of lunch.
Because I've been thinking too much, again.
And I have to keep myself from doing that.

I have this tea. The lemon and honey added to sooth my throat and whatever else I need soothed.
Overpowering the taste of the dried flower petals itself.

I guess I shouldn't have added the lemon and honey.
But I can't take back what I've done.
And I can't bring myself to make a new cup of tea. Or I'll have wasted the one I already have before me.

And so I tolerate it.

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