12.22.2004 || 23h57


Everything is questions. I said something to-night that felt like death and I don't know how anyone will get out of this in one piece.

We're thinking for a couple of days and then we'll talk again, but I have a lump in my throat that feels like it's going to blow.

Gods, I don't want to go to bed. I know where that leads when I feel like this.

||Gods save the Queen,

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