OMFGWTFBBQ
-slitting his wrists with a spork-
T__________T I have so many cuts now.
I shall now write a depressing poem
agony...despair...love
My soul is full of darkness...
Why must I endure this suffering?
cold...anguish...pain...
(XD I used the lovely emo poem word bank here:
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steeg
Nov 27, 2005 21:32
-cleans his glasses-
I wish Cliff was here, I have cupcakes >_> Oh well. He misses out.