May 2010
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Last night I dreamt that mutilated baboons corpses... →
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Muddled into grayness.
Nobody knows my whole story, and I wonder if everyone is like that. Do people just not tell any one single person everything about themselves. Like they feel just one more bad thing will forever tarnish that person’s opinion of them, even though they know some of the worst. I think combined, several people know just about everything, but no single person knows it all. And still there...
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This is me blending
Im blogging, about what? i don’t have a clue. I don’t really care to gush all the inner working of my brains out right here, in an unfamiliar, unsafe place. When I had a diary I would never keep it over a month because of my paranoia that someone might know things about me that I didn’t want them to know. I didn’t like feeling exposed. Even then, I wouldn’t put...