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.
tisdag 8 september 2009
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