Hi.

I'm still alive.

Barely.

Two guys walk into a bar.
The 3rd one ducks.
The End.

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You made a mistake.
You'll never be able to take it back.
I hope the peace that you find
Is what you were truly seeking.

Boodbye George. Rest in Peace.

George E. Kassales (1983 - 2007)

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What have I become?

What am I doing with myself. I'm sitting in front of a computer I've sat in front of for 5 years now...I'm writing in the same live journal I've had since...well, since not too long ago...but a couple years now. It's a fucking friday, and somewhere, on a piece of property I'm not allowed to set foot on, people who I once thought of as friends... ( Read more... )

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