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enter the world of black and white, where a broken child remains hidden in the colorless world, dwelling in her own emptiness because it is the safest way to exist. the walls are painted the depressing hues that contradict one another, twirling in a never-ending spiral of lost emotion. nothing is tacked upon the walls, and the only thing in the room is a miniature fridge and freezer off to one side, a black bedside table with a white phone resting upon it, and a bed with a mattress colored white, the frame black. the bed’s sheets and pillowcases are black and the blanket is a mixture of the only two colors in the world and the floors are carpeted with black and white shag. black cloth blinds cover two small windows, and situated in the corner of the room is the only thing that isn’t of black and white, a brown rocking chair, worn and old, but still sturdy. the room is impeccably neat, and a closet and a bathroom is also included in the two room apartment (bathroom and bedroom). inside of the closet is the inhabitant’s dresser that holds most of her clothing (some of it is hung up), and a bookshelf covered with dusty book. both of these objects are of the wooden color and seem to have been used for several years. escape the world of black and white and forget the caged creation so you continue on your way, forget you ever saw her cry…forget you ever knew her name.

why must life confuse me so, writing riddles that i don't understand? the person that i care most about, i hardly know...i'm not supposed to care about anybody.


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push me over the edge...risque19:36:04 08/07/02 Wed

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