Woke me again. Might be noon already? Felt tired, as so often. They only gave me something to eat and asked me if I want to call someone. I refused to answer even that. They told me they’ll keep me locked up until trial. Should get a lawyer.

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  No dreams this time, good. No clue how to get out of this, either. It isn’t me! Cannot even explain to myself. Help! Lawyer! Drugs! Kill! No! No more killing. Please. No more! Met so many bad people in life. But doesn’t everyone? How we deal with it - our choice. Can’t do it this way. It’s not right!