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My Life Is Routine. I Wake Up Early In The Morning. I Brush My Teeth. I Sit On The Floor Of The Cell I Do Not Go To Breakfast. I Stare At A Gray Cement Wall. I Keep My Legs Crossed My Back Straight My Eyes Forward. I Take Deep Breaths In And Out, In And Out, And I Try Not To Move. I Sit For As Long As I Can I Sit Until Everything Hurts I Sit Until Everything Stops Hurting I Sit Until I Lose Myself In The Gray Wall I Sit Until My Mind Becomes As Blank As The Gray Wall. I Sit And I Stare And I Breathe. I Sit And I Stare. I Breathe.

When I Started Writing 'a Million Little Pieces,' I Felt Like It Was The Right Story With The Style I Had Been Looking For, And I Just Kept Going.

There Are Places From Which You Cannot Return. There Is Damage That Can Be Irreparable.

I Often Think Of Death. True. Suicide Is A Reasonable Option. True. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Stare At The Question. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Stare At The Question. My Sins Are Unpardonable. I Leave It Blank.

Let Things Be, Let Yourself Be, Let Everything Be And Accept It As It Is. Nothing More. Nothing Less.