2005-06-20 | 2:02 p.m.

I woke up this morning and walked into the bathroom to find this sign on the door:

DO NOT COME IN I'M KILLING MYSELF I MEAN IT DON'T COME IN DAMMIT

I came in. my sister sam, 16, wrote it, but she wasn't killing herself, she was painting my bathroom. 'I didn't know how else to tell you not to come into the bathroom,' she said. now I have a huge mural of exploding volcanoes on the side of my bathtub and glitter is everywhere.

how am I not myself?

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