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[count_the_hours]

im tired of feeling so fucking fake wher ei look in the mirror or i reread something i wrote and i wonder who the hell it is. who's the screw up that wrote that junk. it couldn't possibly be me. im sick on wanting to burn. and im sick of wishing i had the guts to do something. i always think about the relief i'd find in hurting myself but i never

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[key_to_my_heart]

Hey babe. Next time you feel upset like that you should call me. I will listen no matter what you know that

[anonymous]

amy doesnt care if youll listen. she only cares about herslef and her next victim

[anonymous]

n your right, shes DOESNT care and never will

[anonymous]

poo face.

[not_so_shorty]

Alright, you, with the annonymous comments up there? Yes, I am talking to you. Fuck off. Get a life.

And Amy..Superbowl Sunday. Momma said yes:) Call me at dads, or 3 way with Mol or something. <3mad