Broken Eye Glasses
Monday, June 21, 2010
I have an enemy.
The difference between me and you is that you don't need your enemy to survive.
It's all my enemies fault.
Everything is it's fault!
I don't know what to do.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
I
have no one.
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