A whale's heart beats only nine times per minute

I wish mine did too. Do you think if a heart were to beat less, it will hurt less too? Do you think that when a heart beats less, you get less susceptible to hurt too? Because you concentrate so much on making your heart beat that nothing else in the world is strong enough to make you shift your attention enough to hurt? Am I making sense? Do I make sense anymore?

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I don't blog enough these days. It's not like I don't have the time. I do. I just use them for other things now. Like staring into space and thinking about impractical things that I should not be thinking about or doing.

Lately, I've just have about the worst thoughts on my mind ever. It's so tiring to feel like this. But I feel like I don't have a choice anymore. And it's tiring not to have a choice. It's tiring to live the way I'm living. I need to change something. I know what it is. But yet I have got no idea how to change these things.

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On a side note, Eclipse was horrible. I've watched plenty of movies in my life. But this is by far the worst movie I've ever watched... With weirdos sharing the same theatre going ooh and ahh over the actor's body.

I mean it was nicely shaped.... But honestly, I've seen better and hotter bodies. That was nothing.

And the movie itself? I honestly think that anyone who has yet to watch the movie should save the money and just not watch it at all. It's easier to just rent a porn flick and watch it because it was just all about making out and wanting sex and making out even more and cheesy romance scenes that didn't make much sense.

It's that bad.

And if you happen to be one of those crazy fangirls that goes gaga over the twilight saga, then really just go away. You don't deserve to be reading this because your intelligence level is probably somewhere near subzero. I don't like talking to stupid people.

Toodles.