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11.01.03 - 9:19 pm holy shit transcendence this is fucked up. i feel the parts of myself that were dead waking up and reintegrating themselves. i can feel it physically in my body, as if one part of me is telling the rest of me who i am, reminding me. i had been killing of the parts of myself that caused trouble so that i could try and accomplish everything i got involved with. now after one day of being alone with coffee and music and the bed and charts and myself, i am waking up. i am waking up. i am waking up. hello. |
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(i'm elly and
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