One before, one after




Trust no one
Tuesday, June 25, Year 2002
I want to take all my things and bury them in cement. I'm exhausted, and I've given up all the time I had to make one angelic blast and traded it in for devil stuff.

It's like I hollow my heart out to get stuff that is barely of any benefit to anyone, last of all me.

I will have to think on this some more. I am sceptical about whether I will need more than a pencil and blanket at the super apartment base.

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