What was I like before? When I was full of life. Bright and joyful, ready to chase after the dream of a fading non-existent god. I was always singing and often seen dancing.I could not stop moving.My heart was colorful and I was...inocent of no sin and no crime...It all shattered those few days happenings and that me is never to be seen again.
I am lost within myself, will anyone pull me out of this lie that I am?
Anyone.....?
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I will write whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.
My moods change so the journal entry will depend entirely opon that mood, which I feel.
"And to those who wonder and think that it may concern,
I am an individual, free of hate and wide of mind."
I am an individual, free of hate and wide of mind."
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