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Jun 2015
You know I see all these people
They drink
They smoke
They do drugs
They cut
They physically **** themselves inside and out
And you know what I do?
I write on my arms
And every single one of the people above judge me for what I do
Anyone else see the irony?
Written by
Annabel Lee  somewhere in the universe
(somewhere in the universe)   
398
   --- and Turtle Eyes
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