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by @Cobra

I want to see chalkdust made from their skull(s). beat that(those) thing(s) against the asphalt. I want to cut open their skin and pull their muscles out. Carefully; slippery- disgustingly, like slugs. I want to make them feel really shitty. You know because I shouldn't feel bad unless everyone else feels bad too. Which I suppose is sort of rude, and makes me feel a little worse. but how do I explain to them how I feel without crying and going on like, "you hurt my feelings". I've sat here and said nothing for however many years old I am and I can keep doing it. But it feels like its time to say something or do something, and most times I don't know what to do but contemplate extinction
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Dec 18, 2013
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