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May 06, 2007 03:17

Life is inconvenient right now.
There is too much complication in such a small space.
I do not want to be here. Furthermore, I do not want my friends to suffer being here.
I want out.
I have no idea what to do for a while.
And in addition, I am a fraud. A con-artist I can happily be, but not a fraud. That never is good.
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