Apr 05, 2007 13:42
As long as I keep breathing I'll be ok.
No one will let me cut.
Can't they see its all i have sometimes?
I can't cut because no one will let me, but if I dont I go back to who I was.
A whore. A druggie. A drunk.
I kinda wish someone would just hurry up and kill me.
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