Mollie, I'm trying hard not to go on Facebook and torment myself with pictures of what you and the rest of my friends are up to and saying to eachother. I miss you a lot and this trip has definitely been a test of my patience and friendships. I feel like I've lived here a lifetime and it is hard to remember life in Nevada City prior to this trip, I feel discouraged to return, because I feel obligated to continue working and the inevitability of failing school and succombing to depression. that just is not my passion. I ran out of memory on my camera yesterday and I manually deleted a years worth of undeleted photos. Reminiscing about the river, and book stores, Northridge and other adventures I felt passionate about, and especially the time spent with you. You are one of my most cherished friends and I love you incredibly. Hope all is well, and even though I am distracted here and it is hard to feel homesick. I am, and I really really miss you and my family, it is just so incredibly hard to fathom returning. This has become my life and reality. I cannot wait to see you again. Love always, Jillian.
Someone
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I've been having strangely mystical things happening to me in the past
months. Not long ago I spoke with someone about my deep feeling of the
presence of...
asperation
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you're my favorite still, twelve years later. our friendship feels almost
caustic to me now as you continually show me how inappurtenant my existence
has b...
i want to
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kick and gouge your calves
pull your hair and slap you so hard
rewind and do it again
except harder
destroy you
rewind
do it again
rewind
and continue becaus...
Mollie, I'm trying hard not to go on Facebook and torment myself with pictures of what you and the rest of my friends are up to and saying to eachother. I miss you a lot and this trip has definitely been a test of my patience and friendships. I feel like I've lived here a lifetime and it is hard to remember life in Nevada City prior to this trip, I feel discouraged to return, because I feel obligated to continue working and the inevitability of failing school and succombing to depression. that just is not my passion. I ran out of memory on my camera yesterday and I manually deleted a years worth of undeleted photos. Reminiscing about the river, and book stores, Northridge and other adventures I felt passionate about, and especially the time spent with you. You are one of my most cherished friends and I love you incredibly. Hope all is well, and even though I am distracted here and it is hard to feel homesick. I am, and I really really miss you and my family, it is just so incredibly hard to fathom returning. This has become my life and reality. I cannot wait to see you again. Love always, Jillian.
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