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I live for the things that constantly elude me.
I wonder if it will all be worth it.
Locked at 3443, self inflicted. If you happen to have spotted me, the dementors were probably distracted. I drink poison in unimaginable amounts to keep this life rolling.
I live for the things that constantly elude me.
I wonder if it will all be worth it.
coffee spilled by
confusedself
at
20:04
coffee spilled on stolen diary 3443
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