Not A Pincushion
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Twice now, reading her entries has made me think 'bout what's going on here.

Dear heart, if you would be so kind as to 'splain why exactly you and I seem to have parallel thought processes, I would greatly appreciate it. *wry grin*

I was thinking about Caleb's long and involved search for books that it would be 'safe' to bring on the plane... he settled on the bible, among other things, in the hopes that none of his books would be confiscated.

It's a sick world. And it's getting sicker.

As am I.

Ahh... bad Jax. No more health bitching. BAD.

Does anyone know of a way to suicide TEMPORARILY? 'Cos I could use it. *sigh*

Don't wanna die. But right now life is getting ridiculously painful... and I don't want to go to the hospital again. They'll poke me.

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