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when i stopped answering your calls i heard you bitterly projecting over to where my friends sit (my concrete friends not my real ones) you scream “it’s no big loss she had daddy issues.” i remember that you didn’t floss your teeth because you hated looking at yourself in the mirror, and every night you would tuck in your television instead of your baby sister. i have issues with life: they tried to purge my very being with fire and locusts, everyone involved too stubborn to win i appreciate your efforts only in blood. please do not boil my mistakes to a precipitate of the fist that feeds me
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Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 1:30 AM UTC
teethless
when i stopped answering your calls i heard you bitterly projecting over to where my friends sit (my concrete friends not my real ones) you scream “it’s no big loss she had daddy issues.” i remember that you didn’t floss your teeth because you hated looking at yourself in the mirror, and every night you would tuck in your television instead of your baby sister. i have issues with life: they tried to purge my very being with fire and locusts, everyone involved too stubborn to win i appreciate your efforts only in blood. please do not boil my mistakes to a precipitate of the fist that feeds me
122112 hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i like this actually
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