1/7/13 ; 11:08PM

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Oh honey, you can't escape me.

Those helpless breaths you take every second

Of every minute.

That thought that maybe someone would miss you.

Maybe.

It doesn't really matter though, does it sweety?

We all die in the end anyways.

Right?

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