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01.11.2001.

23:48

funny thing is that this game is not funny anymore....i'm going up and down, up and down, trying to believe that it's a step forward but all i do is moving in the circle..big, magical, almost irresistible circle of humanity...on the other hand, i live this life completely different than the rest of you. maybe because i'm just a little spoiled bitch...maybe it's written in the stars...no matter how i fall, there's always a ground under my feet...that's good!!! bad thing is that there's no one else on that ground...as morrissay said:

"MOTHER, I CAN FEEL,

THE SOIL IS FALLING OVER MY HEAD..."

today is falling and i can almost smell the wetness of the death...pleaseee, take this longing from my tongue...you know who..and all the useless things these hands have done...please, take this longing....pain is so close to pleasure..then i'm not in pain-pleasure is still a distant goal...i love this wolrd...why don't this world start loving me?????

04.11.2001.

00:25

why is this world such a terible place to live in? i have found my new love in atlantis, in ancient times, where Gods use to live and walk the ground....damn, they are ruining my "Kill uncle" pages every time i put them in the web..i gues that they don't like Sloba's finger...What else?

there is no glory for the soldiers..no one is waiting for them, no one will heal their wounds, no country will say "Thank you", no legends will be spread through the times..then why are they fighting all over the worlds? What's wrong with Yankee's brains? Are they so screwed up? Posoned by cnn, nbc and all other instruments of mind control????