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"It get's worse before it get's better." 
Mantra mantra mantra

HOLIDAYS ARE COMIN!!!!!!!!!!
So long fucking florals! Unless I see you in Jil Sander form I wish you never to appear again. Craving fur/harnesses/dark lipstick/blaccccccckkkkkkkkkkk everythinkkkkk.

Feeling lost and strange and floaty. Hope that going back to uni will give me some direction, if only an illusory sense of purpose. Nothing frustrates me more that not knowing what I want to do with "my life". Why is everyone so vocationally thinking! Why don't I have any concrete dreams or aspirations? My brother read a book by a guy that said it takes 10,000 hours to truly master something. He's been inspired to take up piano lessons again. I could not think of ONE thing that I would feel is worth dedicating 10,000 hours to. So instead I'll do neutral things with crap outcomes and crap things with even crapper outcomes for fear of dedicating myself to something and not being fantastic at it or realising it wasn't the best, most rewarding, most selfless, inspirational thing to put all that effort into. Woe is woe is woe is life is shit is me.