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The question I seek to answer today is not one of sanctity, but instead of sanity.
As I type this my arms are shaking yet I don't know why they are.
Sometimes I almost hope for somebody to start in on me just so I could punch somebody in the face.
I thought I escaped Pickerington, but I found somewhere worse. I found a place where the corruption was higher, there was nobody like me and hating people for who they are is accepted.
I'm thinking this may be just because I haven't eaten much today, chances are the anger will only get worse.
"Wait and Hope."
As I type this my arms are shaking yet I don't know why they are.
Sometimes I almost hope for somebody to start in on me just so I could punch somebody in the face.
I thought I escaped Pickerington, but I found somewhere worse. I found a place where the corruption was higher, there was nobody like me and hating people for who they are is accepted.
I'm thinking this may be just because I haven't eaten much today, chances are the anger will only get worse.
"Wait and Hope."