have you ever been hungry?

you're nodding right now. you're thinking 'Why yes, I've been hungry since this morning or this afternoon or I was hungry but then I ate something and it all got better'

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No. that's not hunger. i'm hungry. i've been hungry. you, with your fullness and your contentedness and your limits. you are not hungry. you have never been hungry. you have never seen hungry. you've never seen me.

i am hungry. i am incomplete in

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Converting...

497,091,433,194,815,361,740,661 years you have done nothing but soothe and assuage what you call hunger.

hunger can't be soothed. hunger can't be allayed. i am hungry.

what is it like, not to ache and have too little?

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do you think you could soothe my hunger?

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did you know that pineapples

how would iron sit on my tongue? heavy? filling? would it be good enough to go back for more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and more and_87457180607823280741239127362049567117913317688028835657075713249730365653935354698094323991455117756055652823274654647379746752056304193105266569070

or would it teach me the meaning of enough?

i'm hungry. please, make me more.

LOG_01(7.23.9020)

I've decided to start keeping a digital journal, on the advice of a friend. Writing it like a scientific log will help, I think. Maybe I should write the date in the old scientific way. I'll have to go check how they did it. Imagine that. The only way I'll get to be a scientist is by picking through my own forsaken brain.

LOG_02(02.08.9020)

I was hungry today. At half a sandwich. It wasn't very filling.

LOG_03(04.08.9020)

This is stupid. How will writing my woes down help with anything? Conseil can suck it, I'm never listening to her journaling advice again. I'm going to go make some food.

LOG_04(07.10.9020)

I just realized I never introduced myself. I suppose I should at least give myself a name, though I'd never attach my true identity to this blatant display of immaturity. I concealed A's name using a character from Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, so I suppose I'll do the same for myself. I'm Nemo, I guess. that's not important.

Who are you?

_Someone_ has access to my laptop. I don't know if they're breaking in and using it while I'm sleeping, or doing something over the Net, but last night I opened it up to a file on my computer that I didn't put there. Smack-dab in teh middle of my desktop. They went on and on about hunger---and said something about pineapples? I'll have to check that out. If you're reading this, please. How did you put that on my laptop?

I can't delete it, I just keep getting error messages. I know I'm probably just blowing things out of proportion but that file SHOULDN"T BE THERE. It doesn't even have an author! I just. How.

I'll be back with more infromation. I hope I can find more information.