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SKIN AND BONES SCRATCHING AT YOUR DOOR WHISPERING "DON'T EAT ANYMORE." CUT YOUR SKIN LET THE BLOOD RUN DRY TEARS COVER YOUR FACE DON'T TELL THEM WHY. SAY YOU'RE ALRIGHT PRETEND THAT YOU'RE FINE ACT LIKE YOU'RE NOT DYING DEEP DOWN INSIDE. BE AN ACTRESS MAKE THEM BELIEVE THAT YOU DON'T HAVE MARKS UNDERNEATH YOUR SLEEVES. PEOPLE WILL REALIZE WHEN ITS ALL TOO LATE YOU'RE ALREADY IN YOUR CASKET AND THEY'RE DIGGING YOUR GRAVE.
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
Hello My Name is Ann
SKIN AND BONES SCRATCHING AT YOUR DOOR WHISPERING "DON'T EAT ANYMORE." CUT YOUR SKIN LET THE BLOOD RUN DRY TEARS COVER YOUR FACE DON'T TELL THEM WHY. SAY YOU'RE ALRIGHT PRETEND THAT YOU'RE FINE ACT LIKE YOU'RE NOT DYING DEEP DOWN INSIDE. BE AN ACTRESS MAKE THEM BELIEVE THAT YOU DON'T HAVE MARKS UNDERNEATH YOUR SLEEVES. PEOPLE WILL REALIZE WHEN ITS ALL TOO LATE YOU'RE ALREADY IN YOUR CASKET AND THEY'RE DIGGING YOUR GRAVE.
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
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