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A father puts his son on the ledge, fifteen feet from he ground. Kid’s about six. The father asks the kid to jump. The kid shakes his head, afraid to make the move. The father tells him not to worry, Daddy’s here and Daddy will catch you. The kid swallows hard, clenches his hands and makes the jump. The father moves out of the way and lets the kid fall to the ground, cuts, bruises, scrapes, what have you. The father bends over and points a finger in the face of his crying boy. And tells him, ‘Remember one thing. In this life, never trust anyone.


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Monday, March 31, 2003

this morning had many dreams. drifting in and out from slp due to the pain. dreamt of me piggyback my girlfren. dreamt of many others stuff. cant rilly remember.

heh, turnt out it wasnt the wisdon tooth, it was some gum infection. damn. todaes aprils fool, but i aint folling myself, but its 2 months since i broke up. feeling totally lonely. think she is fine with her single status now. guess its just hard to forget a person after u both have been together for so long. i feel so sick. rilly feel like crying all over again, though i tell myself to be strong. y do i keep remembering things. the bus stop, the walkway, the mama shop, the void deck, the simple things that had made my life so fun and colourful and meaningful before is now haunting me, making me ask myself why cant things be like before.

the pain is killing my senses. maybe i shld just use the toothache as an excuse to cry. nth wrong with crying anyway.

tomorrow will be better i guess.

its going to rain soon. hope it does, let me tears be washed away by the tormenting raindrops.

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gilbert at 9:01 PM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}