death

[you_ruinedme]

i was in my old house, the one i grew up in in Loganville, talking on the phone to airlines, trying to find me a flight to somewhere.
then some man walked in my house through the garage door with papers in his hand and a nail gun underneath it. he said he needed to talk to my dad. but when i saw the nail gun i flipped out and then he shot me with it

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[standforever]

Even though I was saying to myself, "this isn't real" it scared the heck out of me at first. I was really worried about you.