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mega freak out last night. Still not sleeping. Still insomniatic 23 years later.

Today I wrote 11.30.2003 on the top of my paper. I was confused and for the quickest moment I couldn't comprehend how 5 years had passed and still I was the same kind of fucked up.

The kind that longs for 17 when 17 actually sucked. And the kind that is dwarfed by fear on a nightly basis.

oh hell oh hell oh hell.