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9:38 p.m. 2004-03-13

Converted algebraic values nonsensical song lyrics depicting your own depravity. Attacked from all sides nothing seems good enough and multilingual heartattacks and liquid heartbreak dollar fifty for a glass.

Everything is simple in its ragged torn skyscrapper patterns. I am nothing more or less than the person i was five years ago mere situation has changed my perception of events and the way i handle this trauma. I'm beginning to think that reversion would be in concurrance with survival instincts. Revise past conversations altering realistic conclusions to recreate your fantasy in a manner more pleasing.

Fuck self expression

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