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Nov 2014
Can't look anyone in the eye,
I hate myself for what I'll do tonight.
I already know I won't improve,
Can't, so what can I lose?

No one cares,
No one 'll miss me.
Not at all loved,
She just wants to 'kiss' me.

I am a trophy;
Up on a shelf.
(Look at this girl --
Danger to herself...)
"She bites my tongue, so I don't say too much. She was made for lust --
anymore than that would be so dangerous..."
~Waiting by Breathe Carolina
Awesome song, one of my favourites... **** my life
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)   
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