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Of Love, Death, and SuicideMy minds a mess my body's breaking there's too much pain to hold I walk down stairs and pull out a knife its metal glistening cold. I slowly run the blade over my own fingers yeah it's sharp that'll do. Not like they care not like they know so whats the problem if I go missing?Of Love, Death, and Suicide
Lifting the knife up to my neck I pause for a moment. It's time to have some fun. Removing the knife I set it down I've decided to go for a short run.
Jogging out in open air the time is at least one I then see two dark


Laugh at the WorldI wont be sad when I die, for when I die I shall smile, laugh at the world for awhile to know that they're still building their gate their fence, their sanity, yet sending themselves straight to hell. I'll laugh at where I once fell, the place I used to live, the people, the places, laugh at their own happy faces because they haven't seen the world for how it truly is.Laugh at the World
Laugh, laugh laugh. Laugh at the world
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High SchoolHigh school has turned out to be one of the worst parts of my life.High School
Everywhere I turn, I either lose a friend, or someone hates me for the stupidest reasons. Why do teenagers have to be so dramatic?
What happened to the days when we were five, and we were all friends and loved each other? Why did that change so dramatically?
Nowadays, people are getting pregnant at 14, smoking pot, drinking, doing acid, meth, speed, you name it. What's the point? Does it make you cool? It makes you look like a moron, honestly.
Another thing that gets me is abuse. No, not just beating, but ignoring, cheating on, y
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Love Is My Foundation And Without It I Crumble
WhoWantsToBeMyConcrete?
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BAKA~!!
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Love Is My Foundation And Without It I Crumble
WhoWantsToBeMyConcrete?
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Eh oh, on est pas dans le monde des Polly Pockets là!
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"there's no real love in you
why do I keep loving you?"
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"Problems are just like that piece of old toast. No matter how many times you push it under your bed, it'll still be there (with legs) when you clean your room a few months later."
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"there's no real love in you
why do I keep loving you?"
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Love Is My Foundation And Without It I Crumble
WhoWantsToBeMyConcrete?
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