Sep 10, 2011 10:05
I remember once before my shrink would tell me; Rey; your poems are all indirectly basically saying "Die; Die: Die. I want you to die." In response I blushed; I smiled; I nodded my head. I agreed with her. These are the ups and downs; the perks and the lows. This brackish time will pass shortly. I need some inspiration. I need a vacation. Yo me
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