"When we can no longer dream, we die" -Emma Goldman

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

God! I cannot believe all this! I changed it because of the meanness that was coming out of it. I hated that I could never trust what I read to be nice or just sarcasm. I hated that nothing was ever really nice, except for the occasional friend. It made me sick when I realized that this all, my entire heart, emotions and thought process/thoughts were on display for everyone I didn't like to see. So I made a bank vault and shoved everything inside. None of this makes sense. I should go to sleep. Fragglerock....sleeeeeeeeeppppppppppppp

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