back in school to hear kinds words of encouragement,
to see everyone trying to help me,
to feel wanted again...oh how i wish this was true
i've decided to make myself feel better again,
feel like i'm in euphoria at last
a simple needle is all i need, and some tarto make all the pain go away.
a simple shoot up my veins and it would be heaven at last.
but the wrong vein might send me crashing down.who cares? who cares? who cares?
they will never know what's in my veins.
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anathema
Короткий рассказshe's nothing more but anathema to him. //inspired by a song by twenty one pilots