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"Dear Diary, my soul plumbs new depths of despair. I long for..." — Ryan Murphy

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Dear Diary, my soul plumbs new depths of despair. I long for the quiet of the farm. The warmth of my bed, the smell of flowers outside my window. I'm surrounded by a cesspool of activity. No words can do justice to the depravity that permeates the grounds.

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