How embarrassing to laugh your head off like this. What a shame you couldn't stay awake for just another minute.

trying to hold this close to me but the blue pram pulls up and out pops a man with a gun. I can't remember my lines. your hair smells fantastic. I want to be lost in it forever; like a jungle. you're going to miss your train. sleep with me.

...i can't remember my lines. this is so embarrassing. can't you at least help me out. sudden change.

the ghost has appeared five times in these past two weeks. each night I sit out and wait to see it. I see the shine from over the desert hills, then that sort of soft music. the ghost appeared once during the day. the sun was so bright that day.

--- closes book and ponders over the entry.

how strange. to believe in ghosts? no. to think that no one else did. ah. sit down next to him on the bus, think about when the sun set and it was still nice enough to walk home in those days. oh please, please make it happen again. walking on the hill and all I can remember is quicksand. I'm sinking in the quicksand. I don't have the power to fight anymore.

of the innocent.

--- closes book and ponders over the second entry.

pianos narrate the scene. "go find some friends" and icicles everywhere. how could I have been so stupid. single piano narrates the scene now. Only eyes closed, and just keep concentrating on 124, 124, 124, 124. I'm still alive.

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