/////September 12, 2001 - 11:25pm/////
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Not a whole lot phases me or puts me into panic mode. I can get through a
lot of sh`it with
relative composure. Yesterday when our world as we know it
came under attack and I realized
war was being waged on the US,I was
pissed. "Who the fu`ck do they think they are messing
with our sh`it, on our
land? Dude!"
Things changed for me today. When I woke up this morning, the streets were unnaturally quiet
and I realized that it wasn`t a bad dream. Today, I cried.
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