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Aug 24, 2010 16:27

He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right ( Read more... )

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cookiemonsther August 25 2010, 04:57:58 UTC
i've never stopped worrying about you, and i dont know why.

i've felt the way this character/person does. and each day i got up and wished all those things, but instead my mantra seemed to be "i am so sad, i'm the saddest person alive." i'm glad i don't feel that way anymore, thank God.

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