it's 8:13 pm, on April 23, 2012 - -.

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here on this foreign planet, we keep sickly time with devils and forgotten; we vomit up dissatisfaction. I hate everything about where I am, currently, but hate equally every branching path from where I am to where I might find myself.

self destruction might be the answer, except at thirty years old we've forgotten how to truly burn things down. a smoldering, slow-burning fire takes years to consume all its fuel, and in the mean time, nothing.

me llamo sinner. none of it's fair.

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