sweet cuppin' kates
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238 days of hell

13 October 2001 |||


Dear Diary,

I've been drawing/thinking (yeah, I can do both at the same time, do I get a gold star?) for about two hours now, and much to my sanity's dismay, I've been asking myself the same question over and over again but I cannot find the answer.

Why can't these two people (who shall remain nameless) shove their hands down a garbage disposal, then choke themselves to death with the remains of their fingers?

And then I was like, 'Oh, right.'