June 24th, 2006
Autistic state of mind..I slowly fathom the inner shame I felt and I’m waiting for the lights to turn off and the noise don’t seem to be muted..I hate the crowd..I hate myself..I hate the distinct fear of being hauled down and being toppled over by drunken stupor..I travelled my eyes across the room..I am yet unyielding but I felt the pain of the white smoke..I want to go out*
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