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03:22pm 01/12/2003
 
 
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I keep running from journal to journal. Thinking that if I run away fast enough.. it [the past] will all fade into a blur. However, I know that leaving those journals behind and not possessing the strength to delete them, only makes for painful shards of history that I will stumble upon and read sooner or later.

I hope this journal will be the one that I occupy when I do, indeed, find myself.

So this is where I've ended up.

Hi.


ACHTUNG!
I'm not really looking for any new friends right now. This status may change over time.

Stalkers need not apply

P.S.

mood: rushedrushed
music: How Like A Winter || The Night, Then Him
 
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