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Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Hanging Out
I’ve been here for a while now, not really doing much.
I can’t really remember how I got here or what I was supposed to be doing, so I’m just hanging out, looking at the house at the horizon.
I didn’t really take a bath these past few days so I’m getting really dirty and stinky, but I was just too lazy to move and get myself into the lake nearby.
Sometimes, people see me and try to help me down, but mostly they just scream.
Its been a while now, and I’m really starting to feel uncomfortable.
The noose around my neck is just really eating into my skin.
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Credits to: Vephyr
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