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Tuesday, May 25, 2004
 I have realized that I always write when I am sad/mad/wierd. Because I have no one to talk to about it. I just wish.. I just wish I could end this. everythign has been taken. I am left with nothing. I need some herbs right now. Material Items don't mean shit though. its more of a mind thing. I used to say, "You can't buy happiness... but it can sure Help" lol, but now I don't cause I realize nothing is meant to be kept. Just like how everything dies. It ends in a blink of an eye. There is nothing you can do about it. No power that you can change that Fact. God has abandoned me. I am worthless. A hollow shell of my old self. I don't need to be like this. I need to get better. I need to sleep, but then I always fear that I will have to wake up. That is why I don't sleep anymore. Is there anything that lets you forget these troubles? its kinda of funny the artistic mindset you recieve when feeling this way. You can make up short little saying that describe you in a sentence. Yet it leaves alot to be desired. I want someone to care, but I am not sure what I would do if they did.

LOve,

SAncho
posted at 5/25/2004 09:24:00 PM

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