Sasha's Blog

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WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO ALL MY POSTS? WHERE IS MY BLOG?????

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getting on the interstate soon

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Nov 15

My memory has been fucked for I don't know how long, but I know for a fact fact my posts are being altered. I started saving my posts do s notepad doc awhile ago. Not only are some different, but some have been removed altogether and even others are completely fabricated (as in, I didn't write those, bit there's still some I'm not totally sure about; again memory us fucked) I'm deciding I've gotta let this account go now, probably gonna delete and start over on a new blog or something to get this thing off my back and have a trustworthy method of communication Sorry for typos in writing this whole driving I'm going back to where this all started

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I didn’t want to say this before I thought it was safe to say so. I have a card up my sleeve. A gambit, if you will. And I fully intend on u i g     on         mon      . Y u   ink     fra d  W l  th     ag n. I   k  g  f  th   fuc  g  wo  d  ha  I’m     ying bi   p ce    t    time. And I      b   s  p   d.

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IWRU KWEA NHYR OEOE

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Are you really doing this? What happened? It's been over a week and nobody's seen anything from you. It's funny, I don't remember the shrub outside my window being that thick.

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its may 7 25015

head killing dont know where am dont know these people are cant find i posted dreaming feelign need sleep again

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March 24 2015

I woke up                                                               I wish I knew where they came from.

I did the usual routine                     something I could try to define and express,                      s a tree.                      I saw what I really was:               sunken eyes like knotholes                     . I recognized this                                         It was like being forced to really look                                  This was when I slowly started waking up for the first few moments.

The implications it held about my life what I was learning. It took me a long time to understand I’ve been asleep for so long. an outsider’s point of view. 

I’m awake again. I’ve woken up. I’ve learned an obscene amount in just a few moments, like my knowledge burned into my brain. Literally burned. under attack by some external force.              one of the worst panic attacks of my life.

his is something much bigger.                           ms                       of low functioning cognitive awareness.                     I’m hiding,                      

I don’t know what I’m going to do, but I am                    

I need time to ma               

I don’t wanna go back to sleep.

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you were dreaming are you still

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I woke up today and felt absolutely great.

I remember everything about the last month in vivid detail. I love daylight savings time. I’m sad to see the darkness go.

My job is better than ever. I think I’m going to work on cleaning my room some more.

I’m sleeping a healthy amount and have never felt so well rested. I think I’ll go for a jog.

EDIT: (content) do you remember the truth?

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what do you see?

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the power is acting up

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why can't you see it when you walk right past it

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oaks maples cedars pines dogwoods ash perhaps even sweetgums or poplars

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I'm not responsible for that last text post either.

Locking my doors from now on and changing my passwords again. I won't be seeing anyone anytime soon. except me

I've been working ridiculous hours and in my spare time have been firing off sigils for protection and burying them in the snow in front of (what I really am praying are) large trees on the trails I encountered. The response that was left on here is too uncanny. I hadn't even told anyone about that. i already knew

I don't feel safe in my own room anymore, you weren’t fortified as it is. it wasn’t It's like something's waiting for me just between the shuttering of my eyelids. Or on the inside of them. it is

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it doesn't care about your offerings or symbols

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