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i sometimes wonder what  it  would be like. to slit my own throat. how long would it hurt? how long would the blood pour before... nothing. i long to bathe in blood. warm, heartbeat blood. glistening and gooey. stain me. heroic. pour me down the drain. like dishwater. ***** and calm.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:25 AM UTC
Dishwater
i sometimes wonder what  it  would be like. to slit my own throat. how long would it hurt? how long would the blood pour before... nothing. i long to bathe in blood. warm, heartbeat blood. glistening and gooey. stain me. heroic. pour me down the drain. like dishwater. ***** and calm.
- From Dishwater.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:25 AM UTC
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