Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Monday, July 25, 2011

I don't walk along the road anymore because I don't want to die from behind.

And that's an easy way to die. Change the plates.

I think. But Idon't know. I don't do this stuff.

Goes thorugh my head.

Don't want to die from behind. BAM!

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