“I love you still, that’s the torment of it…The measure of my hatred is that love…Do you NOW know how much I hate you?!” – Claudia, Interview with the Vampire
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I already have three entries as of today. Four, if this one is counted. I’ve read and reread them. And I noticed I have a bad habit in writing. I have a bad habit of writing long sentences. I asked a friend about it. He said it’s true, they are quite long.
So I’m trying my best. Trying my best to come up with something. Something that can be my next entry. The first one with shorter sentences. Thinking about it, I just write what I think. And think I do. I have lots of stuff on my mind. Things that I need to write about. They drive me crazy. Crazy because I don’t know which to say first. So I end up blurting them up. Say them in a single sentence.
So I guess I’d stop now. I’ll stop for a while and organize my thoughts. That way, I hope something sensible will emerge. But I’ll let you look into my mind. I’ll let you in, just for you to know me better. Ready? Here it is:
Luiofficemoneystockskuyamarkkuyaiginanaybingbingyowrappersmamaneldonnietontonharveybestfriendkapestarbucksmagnet3vpaulynmiss4thentrytataychristmaslightsdarkknightcellphonenarutomangaonlinefuckmasturbatesexpornsexyladiesjasmingailjudachocmafercommercemamfeustjournalcjkidsmielaidellcfababyfamilyplanningsavingupinvestmentgoingabroadlivinginnewyorkorcaliforniawhitecollarjoblovelifecyadrianonobloghoppinggainreadershipwhythehelldoicareaboutreadershiptmantonverygoodbossfuckedupofficematesjaniceandfayefriendstorqueburdenchallengebankfinanceaccountcitiseconlinesunsimcoldsflumanoksaguisantessundaychurchcleanroomdustfixturesbuyanotherpillowbuyofficechairnextentrywritebookfulghumnoelsucksbadperformancebandmatesalwynandivanheroesetcetcetc…
Fucked up, noh? And it’s just a chunk. A piece of my mind. And there are lots from where it came from. Things that are supposed to be kept inside. But who knows? Maybe if you stick for just a little longer, I’ll tell you what they are. Come closer…
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