I have been filling this diary with any amount of rubbish. I just can't write anything anymore. It's as if I'm looking at everything through that glass. Oh, I don't know.

Brokedown Palace

From reading through, I can place the last time I gave a full, succint and semi-interesting entry at the time before we left school, in July.

It was also the time that I was in the midst of confusion, with regards to..well. Without putting too fine a point on it;

Feeling:
Listening to:
Pretending:

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