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twenty third february, two thousand and eight.

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I had a bad dream, involving someone I know and their appearance in some pornography. Yes. A bad dream. Trust me, if you had it you’d probably think it was a bad one too.

I’m beginning to wish that some of the things I’ve said this year had remained unsaid instead.

I wish I could make sense of my feelings.

I’m slightly disturbed by the fact that I can’t seem to write a cheerful poem to save my life. I can’t seem to write at all right now.

And, bollocks man, why can’t I stay upbeat and cheerful for more than a couple of days?

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