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03:00 Nov 27 2005
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God damn...it's freezing in here. My vision keeps going black. I can hear voices in my head but I'm afraid to pay attention to what they're saying. I'm afraid they might tell me to do something...terrible. My body has started to ache...I don't know why...It's almost like I'm being stabbed over and over again with white-hot knives....what's happening to me...what is this....who's there? Why do I hear you....I'm alone....no one's here...yet I hear the voices....who are you.....why.....


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21:49 Nov 26 2005
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My head is numb...I don't know why...it just is. I can't breath sometimes...it's like I'm being smothered by some sort of invisible force...is it trying to tell me something? Perhaps...that I don't belong?



I feel so cold now...it's like my body hasn't caught up with the fact that it's dead. My vision becomes blurry and blacks out at times...and I seem to be missing bigger and bigger chunks of the day...There's a lovely color dripping off my fingers though...very lovely...but I can't seem to find my friends to show them...I swear they were here a minute ago...they were screaming...afraid of something...afraid of...something shiny...and then....such a lovely, wet color.......



I thought I found one of my friends today...but it turned out to be just a bloody pile on the floor. Where have they all gone? No more laughter now. I don't see anyone smiling....in fact I don't see anything at all....I can feel myself crying though....it's strange. My tears are hot and sticky. And what's wierd is I can't see it....I can't see anything.....but there is a strange breeze going through my head.....wheeeeee....



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18:48 Nov 25 2005
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I've grown tired of this mortal life. It seems that everywhere I turn I'm greeted by the ultimate stupidity of man. Everyone just waiting for their chance to shoot down another in a feeble attempt to boost their own pride. Some days I feel like just clawing my own eyes out so I don't have to stare at their pitifullness anymore. Besides...the warm stickiness of the blood would sooth my mind. Give me something else to think about for a while.


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