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My name is Morgan and I'm going to be 18 this year. I live in Portage, PA, a dismal drug town. I'm a vegetarian, animal lover, and an athlete. I play volleyball and run distance in track. Plan on attending community college for my general studies and attending Mount Aloysius to study Criminal Justice/Forensic Accounting and hopefully go into the FBI or CIA.
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Feel alive again...don't we all love angst!
...written on 2005-08-28, @ 8:46 p.m.
It sunday night, my knee is throbbing, the TV is blaring in my left ear, and it hotter then fuck in my house (but the air conditioning is on...there goes the ozone layer.) School starts tomorrow and it still hasn't hit me that it's finally my last year as a kid with no true responsiblilties, no parent telling me what to do. I just don't seem to care.
In fact I really don't care about anything anymore. Don't care that no one talks to me unless I talk to them, don't care that I'm poor, don't care, don't care...if you hit me, I don't feel, if you talk to me I don't hear. I just cut myself off from the world and I think I'm really starting to like it. Who do I really have to impress? You? Me? nahh...I think I'd rather just go take a nap and forget about you.
Well actually there are only a few people I care about anymore. Allikatt, my boyfriend Jeremy, and my grandparents. They are the only people who truly matter to me. Everyone else is just there.
Is it just a phase. Probably. Hopefully I'll snap out of it and I can feel alive again...