Mes yeux aveugle, ma bouche vomit. Tu bouffes ma haine, mon corps qui pourrit. La mauvaise herbe semée dans son ventre.

Everything is to be done and I do not know where to begin. All of the others are sleeping than I shant start upstairs but instead down. The sweeping and moping, the organization of the crafting room, to wrap the green stipey baby suit for my bosses daughter. sigh, Up, up, you must get up.

Stuff I know, learn and think about DAK. Wednesday, February 17, 2010. I am feeling particularly devastated and negative as of late. I have not had a period since you left and have been bloated beyond what is natural, not to mention the strange cyst-like acne that persist to bulge, while never coming to a head. I love being me and missing you. You are probably in them and not a mere spectator! O my darling, DAK. Thursday, January 7, 2010. Friday, December 4, 2009.

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