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do you ever get the urge to just walk out an open window? i'm sitting here writing a speech for tomorrow and the window is open, i'm in a perfectly content mood and i just saw myself walking out of the window, not to die, just to feel something extreme... or something like that. i'm not too sure. i think in a parallel universe to this one i just did walk out that window because i can see it so clearly like an astral projection; me getting up, walking out. and the me of now look out of the window down at the other me that is laying on the street. hm. sometimes i wonder. i think all this writing about murder (i'm writing my speech on the manson murders) is just making me edgy.

i'm going to have a cigarette and calm my nerves.