The first line of the first journal entry of every month in 2005:
january-
hey look a new journal.
february- there's so much going through my head right now but i can't even put
any of it into words.
march-
i'll double your entendre
april- dear reality, thanks for crashing into me like a train wreck. p.s. fuck you.
may-and i'm not so sure
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