| perception is fucking with my reality; or, reality is fucking with my perception | ||||
| 8:37 p.m. 2003-09-12 | ||||
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what was truth last year has ceased to exist. what was impossible even to consider two months ago has settled into me so well that it's worn down a groove in my everyday. what was isn't and what wasn't is. this is crazy. |
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