HELP THEM FIND A HOME PLZ:

My dad is throwing away my stuff again.
He loves doing that.
Cleaning up ie.
This time it's all my study notebooks.
the end pages of which are filled with all the doodles I made during all those lectures.
I secretly tore them out and kept them safe.
They're safe for the time being.
But if he finds them, they're going straight to the wastebin.
So if you think you can find a better home, a refuge, for these orphaned pages,
please please contact me.
YOU can make a difference.
YOU can change things.
Do the right thing.

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Good evening, true believers,
I'm back to working entire nights.
The temperature just won't go down and I don't like this.
But nights are better than days anyway.
And this time I'll be doing PRODUCTIVE stuff during nights instead of whiling away my time like the jobless retard I am/used to be.
That would be all.
For now.

I need Help

It's midnight now.
I need help.
I do.
It's hot.
Terribly hot.
The room door is closed.
So are the windows.
And the curtains are pulled. They always stay that way.
The windows are always closed.
It's midnight now and my clocks show 1:45 AM,12:51 AM,12:40 AM.
They always stay that way.
It's terribly hot.
I'm sitting here sweating.
The fan's off.
I like the silence.
But it's hot.
I like the silence.
I try to enjoy it.
The mosquitoes won't let me.
I think I hear a fly buzzing against the window.
It wants to get out.
Maybe I do too.
No, I don't.
I need help.
My eyes are burning.
I haven't slept properly in ages.
I don't have dreams.
I have nightmares.
Every single time.
It stays that way.
My feet are numbing.
It's the pain again.
It stays that way.
My head is reeling.
It stays that way.
I'm drowning.
It stays that way.
It stays
that
way.