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Stress…

March 12, 2007

Stress. Everyone feels it, no body wants it.

Stress. The threads of worry and anxiety weaved into a suffocating blanket of fear.

Stress. The footprint of American culture.

Stress. An eternal mind-fog, defiantly hindering us from clear thinking.

Stress. The disease we ignorantly choose to believe can only be cured by drinks and smokes.

Stress. The reason I’m writing this journal now.

Stress. It destroys who we are, and who we are made to be.

3 comments

  1. Hmmm…. That sounds really familiar. :) But it was really good and I really enjoyed it. I always like reading things that you write. Have a great SPRING BREAK!!!!


  2. dear Ryan…. u- r- a- n00b


  3. I’m in stress now. Hic. Really bad



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