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*I jaywalk, Hoping a car will hit me. I take one extra painkiller, Hoping to overdose. I shave my legs a little too hard, Hoping to get cut. I sit in the front seat, Hoping to be the victim of a car crash. I wish for city riots, Hoping to get shot. I try getting sick, Hoping to end up in the hospital. I use electrical appliances with wet hands, Hoping to get electrocuted. I pray for an earthquake, Hoping to get caught under the rubble. I want to get dumped, Hoping to die of heartbreak. I hope for all of this, So when I say it was an accident, I won't be lying.*
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
How To Die
*I jaywalk, Hoping a car will hit me. I take one extra painkiller, Hoping to overdose. I shave my legs a little too hard, Hoping to get cut. I sit in the front seat, Hoping to be the victim of a car crash. I wish for city riots, Hoping to get shot. I try getting sick, Hoping to end up in the hospital. I use electrical appliances with wet hands, Hoping to get electrocuted. I pray for an earthquake, Hoping to get caught under the rubble. I want to get dumped, Hoping to die of heartbreak. I hope for all of this, So when I say it was an accident, I won't be lying.*
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC
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