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Dec 2014
I really need someone to protect me right now.

I wouldn’t say I’m in danger, but I sure as hell don’t feel safe in this place.

Her stares spoke volumes of character, and dear god I’m scared.

I’d love to run away; it doesn’t matter where.

All that I know has shown I’m not welcome here.

I’d live in a coffin just to escape her.

I’d probably find a better night's rest there.



-newportsmooths h.g. December 7, 2014 5:23pm
hope garthwait
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hope garthwait  tulsa
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   --- and Kate Irons
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