Light that smoke for giving up on me, and one just cause they’ll kill you sooner than my expectations. To my favorite liar, to my favorite scar:"I could have died with you". I hope you choke on those words, that kiss, that bottle - I confess. Now ash yourself out on the insides, I said I loved you, but I lied. Let’s play this game called "when you
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