when we first met, i was in search of something, and he gave me all the resources to poison myself. He held the poison, and i drank it willingly, and we shared that drug with each other as our brains slowly melted away
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I really don't know the word for it right now. I hated that job so much, they treated me like shit, and now, i may not get another job because of them... I hate this so much, the power that's being abused, the real story going unheard. I fucking hate their world.
you know that feeling where everything is going great for a change, every day is something exciting and new, and you feel like nothing can hurt you
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