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I'm going to do it. I am going to pull the trigger. Blood, flesh, and guts will fly every where. Guess who's fault. It ain't mine. As I stand here, with you The trigger is getting closer to getting pulled. I hope you see the point I'm making. It will go all over your freshly white painted walls, New wooden flooring, Brand new 90" flat screen TV, And your cutlery. The evidence will be every where. No true way to get rid of it. Now it's been swell... Bye bye mother ****** gun shot body falls to the floor, blood and guts go every where loud psychotic laughing Bye bye mother ****** As you were warned. It was you , to pull the trigger. My suicidal duckling.
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
Trigger
I'm going to do it. I am going to pull the trigger. Blood, flesh, and guts will fly every where. Guess who's fault. It ain't mine. As I stand here, with you The trigger is getting closer to getting pulled. I hope you see the point I'm making. It will go all over your freshly white painted walls, New wooden flooring, Brand new 90" flat screen TV, And your cutlery. The evidence will be every where. No true way to get rid of it. Now it's been swell... Bye bye mother ****** gun shot body falls to the floor, blood and guts go every where loud psychotic laughing Bye bye mother ****** As you were warned. It was you , to pull the trigger. My suicidal duckling.
akira
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Trans* Male
Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 4:08 AM UTC
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