Note

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

Sunday, September 4, 2011

IN the land where thoughts get you in trouble, no rest, no peace.4.

The voices are after me now. d

All day. 4. 4. 4. 4.

I was the girl wrong, wrong time, wrong place, wrong guy, fuck him wrong, too slow, too boring.

Pissed someone off.

Upstairs, they complain, they must have something to complain about. All day,

ONly rest is when I'm dead. No. 99. d

Afraid to think now, Master and minions.

Bow down, bitch.
NO. 9. d


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