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Oct 2013
nothing lives forever
except hatred
when mother dies
everything she touched will smell of it
it will hurt to throw it all away
but it's better than living with something so repulsive
as hatred
mom is like an embodiment of hatred. she's frightening and ugly and kills everything she touches.
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Redshift  F
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