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So I broke up and tore up and threw up and hated and dissapated and created the world that I live in now but how am I going to see what it is? I need to be in this socitiy that we bleed from our plams and working moms. To hate and without to apreciate what is coming or going or flowing without knowing.

But love finds a way to survive, it can thrive. The pain dose not subside but your face fades away with every passing day for me to want it more. Pictures cannot cease the painful crease and affect of your sting, tis an abhorrid thing, but why do we wait only to make the world worse then it is by means to stay obsean by a most percarious theam. So I'll stay happy, awake and free,, but for others this may not be. For today....

Id rather just not say

becuase in the end, we all die any way.

Cheese doddles b***h