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I feel particularly emo today. Not myspace emo, but more like...well...just not happy. I don't feel like I've been able to be happy for a bit now.

Even when I wake up in a dandy mood, it seems like I'm not meant to stay that way. Well, damn. Now it is starting to sound kinda myspace emo, but I actually have reasons that are greater than mommy not giving me lunch money this morning.

I think I'm just pretty tired of being me. There hasn't been much less fail for almost as far back as I could remember. People I associate with, things I want to do, things I want to become...all of it seems hopeless or unachievable. There seems to be no real pro at being 'me'.

If I had the chance to jump to someone else's body I wouldn't really think twice. There just isn't much consoling me now a days and I'm pretty ready to just cash out and try this 'life' thing again later.

No, I'm not going to kill myself or talk about killing myself or do some form of bodily harm. Not only am I allergic to pain but as much as I hate being me I don't have a desire to not live, either. Funny, huh?

I mean funny as in "that guy is weird" versus "funny ha-ha" funny.

Every day I seem to get a new reason to why I seem to be born to fail.

meh, fuck it. I want some Starbucks. :D