Note

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

Saturday, July 23, 2011

I want to leave the country. NO one would miss me. My parents would notice my absence.

That would be it. NO job, no car, few possessions.

STart over.

This isn't about war, but about love, this isn't about hacking or trading stock secrets, but about love.

When there's no more love to fight over, the war is over.

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