Journal Archive: September 21, 1989


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"After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music." – Alddus Huxley

Sometime I can be at home and my mom will be there and I will feel so lonely. It’s like no one in the entire world cares about me. I guess that is sort of strange but that’s how I feel sometimes. I usually get over it after a while.

 
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