It's a nightmare here, Giles. I can't stand it. I feel like I can't even breathe with all this death and I've never cried so much in my life. There's never been so much pain even when everything here was so hard before. This place is Hell now. I believe in Hell completely because every single day here I can see it. Everyone is screaming and crying ( Read more... )

Bonsoir, bonsoir. I used to keep journals when I was quite young but I lost them all in a house fire. Since then I've never tried to put my thoughts to paper again, but maybe I'll start and bring myself into the technical age at the same time. I don't know how to find my way around the internet very well but I have an email address now and this ( Read more... )

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