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Friday, January 20, 2006

The Importance of nothing.
To say what I am going through would be selfish. I couldn't bring my pain upon anyone. I do wish for someone to know what my pain is but how can I do that without having someone worry about me? As long as someone knows that I am in a pain equal to having been wrapped up in flaming barbed wire with flesh eating maggots being dropped upon me. Most people would kill themselves out of grief in my position. While I have thougth of death I have only thought of it to cause pain to those who harm me. I fear that my death would not harm those who punish me enough. This morning though I planned out the next three years of my. I planned how to torture those peole in a way that I could not be found guilty of the crime. But I can not go out with my plans because it would harm me emotionally too. I still love them all no matterhow much pain they bring unto me.
There are also many questoins that have risen in my mind about winter formal after hearing certain things about people taking other people.These remarks were just about someone taking someone else yet I felt a sharp pain inside of me as they said this. It brought up even more questions about whether or not I am remembered at all. Now I have questions about whether they would even care if I died. As I say this I am now coming up with a plan to discover who caresabout me if anyone at all. Maybe death wouldn't be such a bad thing after all. Then again it wouldn't be the first time I've thought about it nor would it be the first time I've tried to kill myself.


The living flesh poses a hinderance.
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