Random writings and thoughts of the madmen that dwell within my head. Scribed for record, just in case they drive me to sanity..... so that I may find my way back.
Tuesday, June 11, 2024
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There's no one to communicate with about this being my last words. I existed. If only for a few days, I didn't hate myself. Farewell
My mind is in a perpetual state of composition. Everything around me is a part of or an influence in the works that creep out of the board room I call a brain.
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