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The everyday occurenses of Demi. And sometimes his friend, the tea-mug. I'm not completly whole. It's good for me to write about stuff. And for some strange reason some people actually seem to care about what I'm up to.

tisdag 8 september 2009

Where am I?

I keep waking up in a strange place.

And my mind is closed inside some crystalline prison. I can see out. But I can't crack it or break it.

I don't want to be a burden to anyone around me. I don't know how to ask for help. I know of some goals. But even though they are small. It all seems unatainable.

I hate crypticly sad blogg entries.

That's not supposed to be.
Upplagd av Kyrasis kl. 15:31

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