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Wednesday, December 20, 2006 / 11:34 PM
As it turns out, I'm slowly and surely turning into a psychopath. I'm paranoid, distrusting and making wild and far-fetched theories about things. I'm worried for my overall sanity as it slips through my fingers. Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to fish for sympathy or to justify myself. I just want to relieve a burden that has been on my shoulders. It's just like a confessional in a Christian church.

Maybe it's the desire to fit in. To feel normal. To be wanted. Who knows? It's lucky that I'm not succumbing to the urge. The evil whispers in my ear...



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