Sometimes I wish I were dead. And then I realize that I am already. When i look in the mirror i see nothing but the blank deadness staring back at me. I feel nothing, really. To say I'm sad, would be the same as saying I'm happy, or a watermelon. Its all relative. I can't leave the house in confidence. I can't imagine anyone wanting to touch me,
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Just do it. First thing on 2007.
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