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he told me how he wanted me cut up then kept in his fridge he told me where to put my hands he told me how much to put in my bloodstream he told me I was pretty like a school shooting he told me my skin felt soft between his teeth he told me he wanted to **** the dog he told me the voices won’t go away he told me I looked so beautiful lying ****** up on the bathroom floor he told me it won’t hurt for much longer I told him he was killing me
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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he told me how he wanted me cut up then kept in his fridge he told me where to put my hands he told me how much to put in my bloodstream he told me I was pretty like a school shooting he told me my skin felt soft between his teeth he told me he wanted to **** the dog he told me the voices won’t go away he told me I looked so beautiful lying ****** up on the bathroom floor he told me it won’t hurt for much longer I told him he was killing me
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Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
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