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[kefos]

That could be it. Guilty as charged as well mostly. I sit around and write essays, books, stories, life. I write about this world and how it has changed from what it used to be. How my memories still seem to go to those aged days of laughter and destruction. Of cutting helplessly, overdosing randomly, testing myself to see if I could indeed survive

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[xilin]

So you trying to live in the past, feeling sorry for yourself, and angry because you arn't being spoiled anymore? What I don't understand... is that night two years ago on your birthday... you said that you wanted to be free, you said that you were caged... but now you hold me captive. True happiness is right infront of me but I can't full imbrace it when my leg is in a bear trap. At this point in time... I don't really care what you do to yourself. It really isn't my problem anymore, it should be Jon's. All that i'm asking for is the same thing that you asked for. Freedom. Let me go.

--'Lin

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[xilin]

It is, and I do.