From behind locked doors.
Can we disappear?
Monday, September 26, 2011
lost for words now.
the only thing i can think of is fuck.
fuck her.
fuck him.
fuck school.
fuck work.
fuck friends.
fuck me.
fuck food.
fuck alcohol.
fuck sleep.
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
fuck everything.
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