sometimes i wonder why i never pressed down hard enough or why the fuckin chemicals never stayed down in my stomach like they were supposed to. or why when i passed out from the od i woke up throwin up what i wanted to keep inside to kill me. or why that fuckin branch broke when i wanted to know how it felt like to float asleep. i swear the only
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May you live & love your life: With the Sun on your Face; And the Wind at your Back.
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dora
ps. were so haning out this summer i dont care if they dont give me anydays off. your coming with me and gettin KRUNK
fin.mmfl
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