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Laying on my gurny and I can't see my hands my tongue tastes like salt and with every heartbeat White Walls scream it's my fault. I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. For the dripping lime Forest I forced down your throat, you can cough it up now and I'll leave you alone.
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Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
Time of death, 10:31 pm
Laying on my gurny and I can't see my hands my tongue tastes like salt and with every heartbeat White Walls scream it's my fault. I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry. For the dripping lime Forest I forced down your throat, you can cough it up now and I'll leave you alone.
I love the fact that you say your coming back, ___ and hate the fact that you said you would stay.
#crying#in#the#dark#owo
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VelvetMassacre
18/F/A Loveless World
Feb 15, 2020
Feb 15, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
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