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Here lies my thoughts, feelings, loves, woes, tales, truths, fears, and dreams. Writing has been a place for me to test my boundaries, experiment with everything people don't accept me to be in person. With text, I am free.


Thursday, April 21, 2011

I slept so well, I think I've died and gone to Heaven.
I'd say about 12 hours straight.

Oh my word, it was much needed.

And last night, ah, such a good night. And yesterday, ah, such a good day.


But why did I do it? I don't think I know.

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