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Sometimes I have extreme delusions of grandeur.
I want to destroy recklessly, because what's done is done and judgement can only be passed by the living. Because I feel like my name is "Deathboy" and i'm afraid of growing old.
I was remembering old occurances today, when I was seperated from my father at one of the few events he took me to. When I was struck with the irrational fear that my fingers would break like twigs.
It makes this and these moments/things seem so far less important. It makes me wonder if I should write these things down.
I'd be suprised if this is even here tomorrow. But i'm hitting that "Updated Journal" button now before I have any other thoughts.
Sometimes I wish I was wired to act directly on my impulses.
I want to destroy recklessly, because what's done is done and judgement can only be passed by the living. Because I feel like my name is "Deathboy" and i'm afraid of growing old.
I was remembering old occurances today, when I was seperated from my father at one of the few events he took me to. When I was struck with the irrational fear that my fingers would break like twigs.
It makes this and these moments/things seem so far less important. It makes me wonder if I should write these things down.
I'd be suprised if this is even here tomorrow. But i'm hitting that "Updated Journal" button now before I have any other thoughts.
Sometimes I wish I was wired to act directly on my impulses.