you were never strange, you were always only ever nothing and deadforever
2003-11-04 || 8:56 p.m.

I am the most wicked, most evil person in the whole world. All the good deeds ever cannot appease this foulness. I cannot be allowed to continue existing even though I am deadalready. How can the universe speak to me so in a dream, show me the place to cut, tell me no harm can come of it and me ignore it? And who cares about Charlotte anyway. Let me live in perpetual fucking nothingness like the voices in the seance. Calling out for something that was never there in the first place.