over the past few months the dreams have been coming back more and more . i go to sleep and wake up on those boards back in the compound there are times where im the age i was when i was there and then when i wake up i still there but at my present age still trying to escape through the bard windows and barbed wired wall. its wierd ta be sent back there just by a damn smell and its like boom im back there again hearing the other kids screams every night and and ever day just thinking how it cant be real , the months of being in OP the way they never stopped trying to break our bodies and our will. hard to believe how 2 years can just reliving in me. but well jut another day to push the memories away.

dear brain
i hate you ya lil bastard



well back to building things woohooo projects