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Christ on a cross.

I am currently being talked into a hole by my mother about her drinking. Pretty much I'm bad because I can't take it anymore.

Oh god end my life. Just a quick snap of lightning. Or stab my ears. My eyes. My heart.

Tension. Always tension.

Quick chew a blood pressure pill.

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So...holy crap...4 years since 9/11/05. I can't believe that it has been that long. I still remember waking up to my mom telling me that someone crashed a plane into a building in New York.

I sat glued to my TV for the rest of that day. I played EverQuest for most of the day and talked to the people within the game about it. I actually remember what character I was playing, where I was. Dravier 32 Warrior in Splitpaw Den in South Karanas.

Even today I wonder what it must be like for people that are my age who lost their firefighter/paramedic/policeman parent to it. To them I hope four years has given them something back.