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[title] => Escaping from Reality
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[bodytext] => Yep, its official. I escaped from reality. Where everything here is as soft as silk and as beautiful as a calm blue ocean. No one there to criticize me, to compliment me, to annoy me, to not call me. It puts me in a zone. I am in a place where I am alone and comfortable. I am alone and free. Rarely this happens. I am at peace with myself without headaches from the people talking to me all day, without the dogs scratching at me all day, with out the baby crying and yelling in my other ear. Its quiet. Yep quiet. My own little place, my home away from home, where I can relax and enjoy the music I like without hearing, “no mom can you change the station” or the echoes of “I don’t want to hear that kind of language in my house” I am just a teenager in a world where I am comfortable. I am in my house, lying on my bed, under my soft velvety covers, daydreaming of that place with my music in the background. Floating away to my own peace of mind. Yep its official, I escaped from reality.
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Escaping from Reality
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MellaSwtASHonee
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Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 12:43:19 AM in AEST
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Yep, its official. I escaped from reality. Where everything here is as soft as silk and as beautiful as a calm blue ocean. No one there to criticize me, to compliment me, to annoy me, to not call me. It puts me in a zone. I am in a place where I am alone and comfortable. I am alone and free. Rarely this happens. I am at peace with myself without headaches from the people talking to me all day, without the dogs scratching at me all day, with out the baby crying and yelling in my other ear. Its quiet. Yep quiet. My own little place, my home away from home, where I can relax and enjoy the music I like without hearing, “no mom can you change the station” or the echoes of “I don’t want to hear that kind of language in my house” I am just a teenager in a world where I am comfortable. I am in my house, lying on my bed, under my soft velvety covers, daydreaming of that place with my music in the background. Floating away to my own peace of mind. Yep its official, I escaped from reality.
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Re: Escaping from Reality
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by SocialMisfit on
Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 12:54:20 AM AEST
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| i love it!! i feel like that alot good job. |
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Re: Escaping from Reality
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by secretwind on
Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 01:51:39 AM AEST
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| Beautifully done.... |
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