An archive of my journals from the past 15 years.
(A Work in Progress)
Friday, April 17, 1998
In Drunken Scrawl
Fuck. I'm fucking cutting myself in public and can't fucking see or think fuck. My razor is on the fucking table, fuck that shit. I'm bleeding all over. In front of KSing and Eunie and the league who doesn't care.
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