Take the skin and peel it back. And doesn't it make you feel better?
The shotgun is calling today. Silence. Golden silence. No more anything.
Need you deam you find you taste you fuck you use you scar you break you lose me hate me smash me erase me
kill me
so much blood for such a tiny little hole
problems have solutions. a lifetime of fucking things up fixed in one determined flash.
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