I stared mothionless at the mirror. As always, I stayed until I'm convinced that there is no glass, nothing, seperating me from the room on the other side.
I imagine that everything is different over there. Better. There are people in that world that i would like.
But as always my hand hits the glass.
I know that if I'd only waited just one more second.
Shit.
I'm gonna go kill a party clown.
11:53 p.m. - 2003-12-25
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