I hate this non-thinking stasis. Im stuck in humanity. maybe going “NBK” (gawd) w. eric is the way to break free. i hate this.
The weather is a replication of our thoughts. The happiness is possible, iminent, I love you [edited].
The happiness is close, visible, ending, end of the beginning of thehalcyons
The humanity is blocking me again. Time to go. Hahahaha fuck all. hate this shit need to be me. We, I love her.
- Excerpt from Dylan Klebold’s journal, where he mentions that the massacre was a way for him to break free from life.