I hate looking back on previous mistakes because it becomes readily apparent I was making those mistakes. In a way this journal helps me avoid making those same mistakes again. Though considering how often I make similar mistakes clearly its not helping that much. It comes down to a simple matter of trust. You see I should have never just trusted that stumbling into a particular book store in the middle of a major city would just happen to be the right cult I was looking for and not that there weren't of course competing cults that had radically different ideas about how to worship the Lorentino. All of that of course to explain how I ended up magic shackled to a table with a vast array of torture implements nearby and a cult of crazies willing to use all of them.
I swear I've been in this exact circumstance before but I can't remember when that was. Oh all the time? All the time. Sorry for the shortened entry today, my neighbors have decided to have an all out war with each other as of late which leaves me to have to listen to their stupidity for hours on end, and that messes with my sleeping habits, currently I'm on day eight of not getting a very nice night of sleep and I'm very close to murdering both of them and claiming they killed each other. Don't judge me!
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