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1999-10-27 - 11:28 p.m.

Wednesday, October 27, 1999

Dearest Beloved,

I felt weak and confused. Will there be anything for me to step on? Huh, am I still typing? Oh yeah, Bob came to Pic “N” Slave. Everyone seemed a little uptight and some seemed nervous. I just wanted to live through the day. I also went after Jesse’s car. I want to run away. Yeah right, I can barely walk as it is.

Second chance/Beautiful release.

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