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and for the grand opening i forced myself to sit down and just...write, whatever comes out comes out, and its what’s on my mind. but my back’s still in a slight deformailty and my hands are really cold. no no, wait, i can’t i can’t think right now. right now and earlier i had just remembered about sometime in the past when he had told me how hard it was to trust people, on the roof of some party, and i was too out of sync to comprehend, but i think i might have just recognized it. and well. i still dont know what to type here. so just stay on the edge of your seat, when i scream fire nobody will want to leave the fucking theatre. stay right there and hold on.Ä