June 2011
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Quit Remembering
Back home from a bar, I’m feeling sober. I just had a few drinks and I regret not being drunk. I’m stuck here wondering what to write, trying to make a story up just to help me fall asleep. But nothing would come out, there’s nothing I can think of. My mind is as blank as the page in front of me. Everything feels like a blur. I don’t know what’s going on, don’t...
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“Even though everyday isn’t such a special day, I enjoy being alive. I may...”
– Written by me, in February 2006. That’s quite a reminder! Stop dwelling on useless shit!
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“This morning, I looked at myself in the mirror, and my eyes were glowing - they...”
– Written by me, in February 2006. Just a feeling I’d love to feel again.
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