These aren't secrets, but I haven't told anyone either. I may sound bipolar but I mostly just write about really great things or really bad things. Extremes, right? I promise my feelings are continuous over the real emotions.
Friday, July 5, 2013
I still feel good. And none of it was real.
Last night I dreamed luxurious feelings. I dreamed food, and sex, and freedom.
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