7/19/05

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i dont feel right

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it hurts to breathe in here and i dont know where here is.

who's sandra day connor?

i feel like im dreaming. i cant see anything but at the same time it feels like i can see anything if i just squint. but again im squinting.

minnesotas government is ran by shitbirds ROFL.

it hurts my eyes to look too hard. i hope to god that ill wake up soon

i should probably start playing pokemon. johnny made a story called pokemon black and he wants to rom hack the game to play like his story.

i cant figure out how to pinch myself. i keep reaching and i miss. that doesnt make any fucking sense i know bu i just cant reach myself. you know?

could go for a fucking smoothie honestly

i was talking to someone. thats all i really remember before this feeling took over. this feeling like youre prisoner to somebody else and you dont know who to hate

feel like i should be remembering something

cmon this isnt funny. id like if someone woke me up already please?

is mom done with her college homework yet

that person. that man rather. the way he talked sounded so familiar. something in my gut said i should trust him. and yet that feeling also made me want to puke. what does this mean what was his name? i should remember it

gas station slushies taste like the concept of nuclear energy and i dont mean that in a good way.

i think im doing fine honestly

what the fuck is twitter and why do i know that mame. actually speaking of which is someone out there that can actually answer my questions? is anybody actually hearing this at all?

is anybody out there im scared

feels like some weird fucking things in my back. i cant reach it this sucks so bad hgelp me please

google.com how many kingdom hearts games are there tyler wont shut up about kingdom hearts. no? nothing???

whos slenderman?? weird names keep popping up in my head with almost no context. i just know that hes tall and white. oh fuck wait here comes another one. saddam hussein??? from south park??? hes real???

i think im starting to understand why i had those fucking dreams. can i tell the future? thats got to be it cause i remember this exact feeling of being alienated from your own body from one of my dreams

WAIT THAT MEANS SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG ACTUALLY ENDS LIKE THAT NO I LIKE SONIC. IS SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG THE LAST GAME IN THE SERIES?

who the hell is silver the hedgehog

you know ive never been much for religion. my dad raised me catholic but thats about it. im realizing that maybe this is something i brought on myself

i take His name in vain a lot.

is this hell? is this what He wanted me to go through as punishment?

fuck

you know just before i woke up here i remember someone picking me up.

maybe multiple people i couldnt really tell

maybe those were angels

if ive learned anything from sunday school i know that im not really in a position to repent.

the feeling of a belt buckle slamming into your leg taught me that better than god could have

believe me i want to get out of here but

the more i think about it

the less likely it seems.