tfw
you are in so much pain you wake up the neighbors with your incessant cryiing and screaming and the suicidal impulses just wont fck the living fck off and your throat feels like it's been torn to shreds from vomiting and screaming so much
MB I love you
I might still be a little drunk but I really mean it when I say I mightve died without a few friends here.
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I spit bullets in my feet
Every time I speak
So I write instead
And still people want me dead
~msc
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