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Cut my throat and stab my stomach and kick me in the ***** and gouge out my eyes and drain my blood and tear open my ribcage and peel apart each sticky-red vein and pour molten lead down my throat and lacerate my skin with knives and break my bones and stop my heart all while pouring salt, vinegar, acid on my wounds but never, never, never tell me that I don’t know how it feels to hurt.
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Jan 23, 2012
Jan 23, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
Wounded
Cut my throat and stab my stomach and kick me in the ***** and gouge out my eyes and drain my blood and tear open my ribcage and peel apart each sticky-red vein and pour molten lead down my throat and lacerate my skin with knives and break my bones and stop my heart all while pouring salt, vinegar, acid on my wounds but never, never, never tell me that I don’t know how it feels to hurt.
nick-c
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Jan 23, 2012
Jan 23, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
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