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Fuck. Jesus. Fuck. Sometimes I dont know what to do with myself. I'm having one of those days where I cant stop thinking about one section of time. Just today. Just one part of today. Maybe I wanted it to go differently but i dont know how. I wish I could make an attempt at may things, but they all seem so ... stupid. Yes that bland malnurished word we call stupid. Fuck stupid shit and fuck shitty stupid 'eads. Everyone in Cranbrook should come to the KRC tomorrow for the literary read. It will be fun. I can serve you coffee. That black oily eye of truth, as some would call it. I love my job. I hate school and I'm having fun being a bi-polar love monger. Oh woe is me I'm becoming human again.