i'm out
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter
i'm sick
she wrote
on a blue
sheet of
paper
she gave
it to the
janitor
at school
i'm high
she wrote
on the
***** door
of the
restroom
she took
a pink pill
out of
her pocket
i'm dead
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter
while she
took another
swig of
the brown
liquid that
would
make her
blood
stop running
Nov 17, 2013
Nov 17, 2013 at 9:52 AM UTC
i'm out
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter
i'm sick
she wrote
on a blue
sheet of
paper
she gave
it to the
janitor
at school
i'm high
she wrote
on the
***** door
of the
restroom
she took
a pink pill
out of
her pocket
i'm dead
she wrote
on a little
white paper
she laid it
down on
the counter
while she
took another
swig of
the brown
liquid that
would
make her
blood
stop running
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