Noose...

Gun laws and Hurricanes...
5:19 p.m. - 2004-09-12


I didn't bother to read any one else's diary this time... I looked at the names and realized I just don't care anymore...

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You are all standing on the edge of the giant hole you dug into me.

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Toss a penny to see if you can hear it hit the bottom.

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It rained today.

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I have to say that again.

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"It rained today..."

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I feel... tired...

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It's like trying to crawl out of a muddy swamp, but your hands just can't quite get a grip on all the muk near the water. Just slippery mud and broken twigs and rotting leaves.

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I hate swamps.

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