"I of the things which may be brought within the spehere of the doubtful"
I am greatly astonished when i consider the great feebleness of mind and its proneness to fall insensibly into error.
Although without giving expression to my thoughts i consider all this in my own mind.
Words often impeded me and i am almost decieved by the terms of ordinary language.
I'll dumb it down.
Sometimes i find it hard to write what i want because the feeling is lost in the words.
Lets see if i can say now what i want without losing the meaning.
Here we go.
Ahem.
I fucking hate you...
Clear enough?
10:21 p.m. - 2004-01-10
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