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I don't want to die but Sometimes I drive a little faster than I should Sometimes I leave my door unlocked at night Sometimes I don't look both ways before crossing the street Sometimes I turn the water and my curling iron on Sometimes I scoop my toast out with a knife Sometimes I stay under water too long Sometimes I put the razor right up against my skin I don't want to die but I don't want to live.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
Sometimes
I don't want to die but Sometimes I drive a little faster than I should Sometimes I leave my door unlocked at night Sometimes I don't look both ways before crossing the street Sometimes I turn the water and my curling iron on Sometimes I scoop my toast out with a knife Sometimes I stay under water too long Sometimes I put the razor right up against my skin I don't want to die but I don't want to live.
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Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
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