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- She was blonde but she dyed her hair black made he...
- Toes across the floor
- Ingen rubrik
- Your throat I take grasp. Then your eyes roll back.
- Hidden violence revealed, darkness that seems real...
- You remind me of broken glass, everytime t try to ...
- I shred your bullshit poetry. I wreck your positiv...
- With each passing moment I'm becoming part of the ...
- Human eyes are so obsessed with clarity. What if t...
- Often, it's the most deserving people who cannot h...
- Sally Owens: He will hear my call a mile away. He ...
- Ingen rubrik
- You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a ...
- I fuck it to watch it bleed. I kick it to make it ...
- I lost my head, and then he gave me head and then ...
- Almost all the time, you tell yourself you’re lovi...
- laugh doesn’t mean I’m okay.
- let it burn.
- Your place will not be replaced, but gradually dis...
- Sometimes the most important stuff goes away. Goes...
- Fucking stereotypes feeding their heads. I am ugly...
- Effy
- Ingen rubrik
- "When I was supposed to be awake, I was asleep, wh...
- I'm as cold a motherfucker as you've ever put your...
- You're a bitch and I never want to see you again.
- The cracks in the concrete remind that no matter h...
- "You're just a toy, Sebastian. A little toy I like...
- There is no refuge from confession but suicide; an...
- Sanity is basically an act. Insanity, is dropping ...
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- Some things die slowly, but in the end they die anyway that nothing could stop them.
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