Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Problem

So, yea, I was so mad I wanted to smash stuff.

Now, my hands are numb and stiff.

The noises won't stop.  They act like they need to have them constantly in case I hear a bad one by mistake.  They're real.  They put a machine in my room.

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