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Sep 2015
you're such a ******* monster
you're a *****
you're a worthless waste of space
you're nothing
everyone around you has to depend on xanax because you can't make up your mind on what you want
after i **** myself, i'm coming back to haunt you
you need to get your **** together
how could you do this to me right now
i'm dying and you want to leave
why not spend my last few days with me and make them worthwhile
don't leave
i love you
you're a ******* monster
you're a *****
you don't deserve to live*

i'm sorr...
these words still fill my head everyday. get the **** out
Drew Vincent
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Drew Vincent  23/Gender Fluid/Florida
(23/Gender Fluid/Florida)   
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