it's 6:29 pm, on January 27, 2008 - cratering.

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today I wrote in the journal of hopelessness and despair, "I feel like a bandaid over a crater, and now that I'm twenty five years old and having gone this many miles, the bandaid is peeling off, so that soon I'll just be that crater."

all I want is to die before I wake.

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