People hurt the ones they love. That's how it is all around the world. Do you believe that if a man repents enough for what he done wrong, than he'll get to go back to the time that was happiest for him and live there forever? Could that be what heaven's like? The man is mean, careless, and stupid. Bad combination in a place like this. There's lotsa people here that hate me, lots. I can feel it. It's like bees stingin' me. I guess sometimes the past just catches up with you, whether you want it to or not. Men under strain can snap. Hurt themselves. Hurt others. That's why our job is talking, not yelling. You'll do better to think of this place like an intensive care ward in a hospital. I couldn't help it, boss. I tried to take it back, but it was too late.
Do you leave a light on after bedtime? Because I get a little scared in the dark sometimes. If it's a strange place.
I dreamed of you. I dreamed you were wandering in the dark, and so was I. We found each other. We found each other in the dark.
--John, Paul, Percy, Del, & Melinda: We each owe a death - there are no exceptions - but sometimes, oh God, the Green Mile seems so long.
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wow. thanks for that. really.
you're the best and I love you.
--jene
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