July 10, 2009
This is important.
I need paper and pen, but I need it to be safe. A diary with a lock is hard to find, but without it what am I supposed to do? I can feel my creative spirit slowly dying. I need to touch paper, and use real ink for once. I need it to be real. I need to be able to say the things that I want everyone to know, just in case I die someday and I don't get the chance to tell them.
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