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Wednesday, May 10th, 2006
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I am lost in the black chamber.
There is no way to turn it back.
There's still light,
In a different world.
It takes me down forevermore.
And death could be so sweet... so sweet.
Dancing alone in an empty room.
A cruel and painful game.
I'm possessed by the old creature who happened to take my soul.
Too late for me.
In my hands,
It liest I thought.
But I failed,
Now he's in me.
My soul is lost in his black chamber.
I'm gone.
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Tuesday, February 14th, 2006
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Why the fuck am I updating this.
Rhetorical question. Therefore, it requires no question mark.
4 weeks left in this godforsaken house.
Time for a shower.
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Saturday, February 19th, 2005
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Today I went to Jackson to help my dad clean up some dump he wants to turn into a daycare center. I lost the feeling in my fingers and toes for a long period of time. And there is so much dust and dirt up my nose, I'm sure a lot of it is in my brain.
Then I came home and tried to get the cobwebs out of my hair, and then went to my ant's house for dinner for aboot 20 minutes, then my dad dropped me and my little sister off at home because he knew we were gonna get bored.
Indian gatherings are always inevitably boring.
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Sunday, October 3rd, 2004
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What the fuck... English is gay. Interim reports are being mailed out on Thursday.
Pack your bags, we're going to New Hampshire.
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