I cut his name into my skin... I've never cuttet a name before but I did... It's written in caps on my body, and it's deep enough to not disappear before in some time... It'll stay as scars... The last time I saw him was yesterday... I gave him the rest of my last cigarette and then later told him "goodbye" and hugged him. I'm never forgetting him... Cause he knows he's cut out of my life, but not that he's cut into me.
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To be or Not to be
Non-FictionIf you want to know me... Here is youre chance. Go ahead. This is where i open my heart to everybody and my Mind just comes out with things i Think.
