cutting great neck

this white screen is pulsing in the insides of my eyes.

so now i'm looking away. forgive me for any spelling mistakes.

life... ahhh. i don't know what i'm living for. there's nothing. just plain nothing.

there's travel.

there's college.

(ha. i'm looking forward to college. pshh.)

who cares about people, i already know too many of them.

i'm kind of happy i got sports now. because i feel like i've been given an opportunity to make a chance, for the paper and for myself.

there's...

israel. life. family.

old friends.

and there are way too many new friends. i'm about to die.

i've been spending more time in school than sleeping. that's... horrible. my head is so heavy, my eyes so sore and... arghhh.

it's spring already. sun. i can't wait for summer. for june. for the linden trees to start pouring out their smell.

sarah's coming next week.

the show's in two days.

i might be going to israel over the summer.

i can't wait to start working on the paper.

so there's some shit i'm living for... right?

good evening everybody. i've been pretty good mr. ed, how've you been ms. sycamore? no-o i don't go no place much. i'm on relief. here's the flies, rheba. caught a big mess of them today. i see you've been working miss. sycamore. how's grandpa? my, the years certainly

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