Diary of a Charlatan

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I do not pretend myself a poet or storyteller, for it is not I who writes these words. I am merely but a vessel. In the deepest despair and only in the sweet embrace of vice, does The Charlatan dare appear. Only then does he ever put his pen to paper, ever more eloquently than I ever could, to expunge our demons through his prose.
Feb 12
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Salvation

How do you believe in the idea of a ghost that sounds more like a fairy tale than a tangible person? I feel so hopeless sometimes that even your false comfort I crave. When will I be free? Is there hope beyond this? 

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