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Won't you show me the way?
10:28 p.m. 2004-11-06

I'm fucking bleeding and tonight i watched the parting of this flesh and everything that anyone has ever said came to mind and in the residual crawl of this crimson tide i can't believe that i'm alive and that i have any right to breath. I just want to die... but i'm scared and i'm hoping and do you know what torture this is? To have no hope except a longing to hope? To understand that my own existence is based on my definitions of meaning, and still lacking significance? I am justifying my life on the happiness of others, living to keep them happy when i don't want to go on... this is weakness and this is me

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