Stupid, filthy, nasty world.
People are disgusting.
But it doesn't matter, nothing really matters.
I had a nightmare last night. I was supposed to be killed by a man that I know (I DON'T KNOW WHO). I always dream stuff like that. Like that time I dreamed that I was gonna be raped by a guy in my class. It's how I react to stress.
Good night. I hope I'll live to see another day on this filthy planet.
Hollywood Rose Community Member 
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