[Why?]'s diary

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Written about Monday 2005-04-18
Written: (7159 days ago)

Fear the living, Fear the dead, Or fear the inbetween instead....

WHY!! WHY, Why, Why do you do this!!! WHY!!! WHY ME!!!!! But I know why.....

The dead and the runt and the small and all of the big poeple and far away and close at hand and why and why and why and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and andandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandandand life goes on... does it?? really??

The smarter you are the dumber you get........ SEE IF YOU CAN WORK THIS OUT

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"Please dont cry......."
"I JUST WANT TO SCREAM!!!!"

...and then go to the top of the talest mountain, and find the sharpest piece of ice, on the top of the tallest mountain, and use this sharpest piece of ice from the top of the tallest mountain, like a knife, like a dagger, and split my skin, and paint the mountain peak in my blood, till it freezes, like the sharpest piece of ice, from the top of the tallest mountain, and wait for the next explorer to find it, and wait for the next explorer to find it to touch it, to touch it and wish for all eternity the it was she that had been there on that harsh, harsh day, the wind whipping her hair, and she wishes hard and hard and hard enough, that she takes the sharpest piece of ice, from the top of the tallest mountain, and adds her blood to the puddle on the peake, and waits, and waits until the next explorer to go up to the top of the mountain finds it, and waits for the next exploroer to go to the top of the mountain to touch it, to touch it and wish it had been her...

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