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worthless i am unclean dead torn thoughts inside brain dead stupidity of the ****** next door living thoughtlessly they say perfection is a contract of demise nothing matters it seems i’ll sign my name away let’s rid the world of me
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Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 6:44 PM UTC
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worthless i am unclean dead torn thoughts inside brain dead stupidity of the ****** next door living thoughtlessly they say perfection is a contract of demise nothing matters it seems i’ll sign my name away let’s rid the world of me
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27/M/New York
Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 6:44 PM UTC
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