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walls

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My soul is bared for none. Though I miss the days when I would spill my innermost self certain others, I can not bring them back. Times are different now and I know not who I can trust… So I trust none. Yet walls serve a dual purpose: To protect and to imprison.

the caged heart sings a song of sorrow
the caged soul holds no hope in tomorrow

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April 28, 2010 at 4:28 pm

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My father called today…

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…to remind me of the violent divorce years of my childhood. In fact, that pretty much sums up all our phone conversations. Probably explains why I never call him.

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April 26, 2010 at 2:55 pm

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humility

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summa cum laude
medical doctor
honors
dean’s list
research scholarships

they don’t mean jack
you don’t know shit
i don’t know shit

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April 23, 2010 at 9:30 pm

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before the sun stirrs and a new day begins

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I am in a beautiful dream that I never want to end.

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April 7, 2010 at 4:56 pm

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Holy Fuck

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Marilyn Manson is the shit. That is all.

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April 6, 2010 at 8:14 pm

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confronting the end

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I want to accept death, but I am having so much trouble just accepting the end of my college years. It seems my outlook on life is not as profound as I thought.

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April 4, 2010 at 7:56 pm

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Chinabrations I and II

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For me, Chinabration is… social time, good times, growth, memories, friends, family. The lessons I have learned in working with friends to prepare for these shows are invaluable and the actual show days are among the best of my life.

The people I have worked with amaze me. The friends I have gained laugh with me. The memories I have made define me–and what beautiful memories they are. I would not trade them for anything in the world. Not an undergraduate research publication, not a million dollars, nothing. If there is a heaven, a day in it would not feel unlike a culture show day.

I have only so many decades of life left in me. I hope they will see times as beautiful as the ones that have come to pass in these four years of college. Life will be very different very soon. I will miss you all. I love you all.

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April 4, 2010 at 6:01 pm

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