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[30 Nov 2005|09:28pm] |
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bright eyes - gold mine gutted |
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i feel liek a waste
i dont sew anymore
i dont scrapbook anymore
i dont write in my REAL journal anymore
i have no chance too
i feel like i am in a cage or something
i have my little area
with no room for creativity
or real thinking
i feel like i can never just sew, or scrapbook, or spread out the current project i'm working on.
i hope that changes once i get my new room
i cant wait to go home for christmas and sew as much as i want
and spread out my fabric in my room
and loveit
i dont know
i dont want to give up
but im feeling like a waste
why is this so hard for me?
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