I keep finding myself inside this old house in my dreams. Night after night the story changes but the house is always the same.
I don't know what it is about this house or what it's trying to tell me..
I just can't seem to leave.
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Dear Diary it's 4:48AM.
PoesieI should have been tucked into bed almost six hours ago. I should only be waking in as little as two hours from now. Where does time go? Why do i do this to myself? Dear Diary, it's 4:48AM and yet once again i am awake over thinking every last thing...
