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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 21:19:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>punk_rock_maniac@hotmail.com</author>  <link>https://www.scribbld.com/users/radley/680.html</link>
  <description>So. I guess I&apos;m suppose to write down journal entries on this thing? So that people can know my thoughts. Which I think is fucking stupid. Can&apos;t a person have their own thoughts and keep them to themselves? Whatever. This whole place is bullshit and I&apos;m pretty sure they&apos;re not going to be able to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my thoughts? Currently? Fuck it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 18:17:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>punk_rock_maniac@hotmail.com</author>  <link>https://www.scribbld.com/users/radley/505.html</link>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; valign=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;48%&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthday/Age: January 14, 21&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diagnosis:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder&quot;&gt;Bipolar Disorder&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panic_disorder&quot;&gt;Panic Disorder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Residence: Floor 2. Room 14A.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hometown: Watford, London England&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sexuality: Gay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;

&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; valign=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;48%&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family Members:&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Related:&lt;/b&gt; Walden Macnair (father), Juniper McDonnell (mother), Rider Macnair (half-brother), Walden Macnair (half-brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height: 6&apos;5&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair Colour: Brown&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eye Colour: Brown&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sense of Style: Rough-looking&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Typical Scent: Whatever soap he used that morning. Old-Spice deodorant.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DBDBDB&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;History • • •&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radley is the second bastard son to Walden Macnair. He was born to his mother during a snowstorm and was forced to be delivered on the floor of her one bedroom apartment to her and her then boyfriend, Rodolphus Lestrange, who helped with the delivery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, his mother didn&apos;t have a great track record with keeping men around. Especially not his own father. It wasn&apos;t until he was five years old that Walden Macnair even appeared for the first time. The meeting had been awkward, mostly because his mother was scantily-clad and on a cocktail of drugs when he&apos;d come over. Walden had said that he was too small and that she hadn&apos;t done a good enough job at raising him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radley partially blamed his mother for his father&apos;s disapproval. Perhaps if she hadn&apos;t been such a drugged up whore, his father would have appreciated him more. But, he still had thirteen boyfriends of his mother&apos;s to look up to as father material. Even if his father did come around ocassionally to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Radley was twelve years old, he knew he was a homosexual. He also knew how his father felt about &apos;fags&apos; and the like. So he kept it hidden within him. His mother&apos;s fourteenth lover, a married man named Lucius Malfoy, also became his own lover. It was almost as if the man could see through him, see the gay inside of him, and took advantage of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucius was the only lover his mother had that had stayed around for a long time, even if he wasn&apos;t truly in love with his mother. Lucius liked to pet at Radley and tell him that he was pretty. How he&apos;d lost his lover when they were young and how Radley looked nothing like him, but was still a sweet boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, once Radley was fourteen, Lucius had left because of his own family. Some sort of commitment he&apos;d vowed to his wife. And once again, Radley was alone and there was barely any money coming into his home. They could barely afford rent, let alone food, and Radley took it upon himself to take care of his mother and himself. One his mother had helped him officially drop out of school, Radley began selling himself on the streets for a little bit of money here and there. It was enough to pay for everything they needed, unless his mother spent it all on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radley started experiencing signs of depression and mood swings once he was sixteen years old. He had spouts of anger and rage, then immediately felt calm. Sometimes he&apos;d get extremely hyper for a few hours and then he&apos;d crash into a depression and hide himself away for a few days at a time. So that his mother wouldn&apos;t know what was wrong with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Radley went in a downward spiral. He started to try and self medicate, using both pharmaceutics and recreational drugs. This only made him worse. He began a life of crime, not only selling himself to support his habit, but also breaking into houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of six months, Radley had spiraled so low that he wanted to end it. He wanted to end it all. That was the first time he tried to kill himself. There have been ten attempts since he was sixteen years old. After his mother died of an overdose, Radley tried to kill himself once more, which landed him in Sacred Springs Mental Health Facility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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