as i am writing this some good music is playing so i certainly see that as a good sign
anyways
life i starting to get a bit...oDd again
its almost as if, history is repeaing itself in this infinite time loop that will just never end
and im not sure how i feel about it
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february 29th
Randomwhat used to be my poetry book has turning into my source of therapy and healing. it's my medicine. i keep myself concealed here, but even if someone knew who i was, there is nothing they can do about what is said here. join me and read about my men...
