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thirteen ways to kill your lover
a hundred and one ways to die

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saturday morning 8am

a man crying in the alley saturday morning no one knew he  was there but me i found him trying to lose myself down that same alley way to hide away from you and the world and the knowing and feeling of how fucked i am and how fucked i make everything i love i…… Continue reading saturday morning 8am

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