Marsh-Mello Roulette
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I love games, they're beyond entertaining. So I'm going to play one last game with myself. Six weeks, six bullets. Every week, I will slide the cold steel muzzle between my teeth and pull the trigger. One final game of Russian Roulette. Hope my new roommate won't be to traumatized by the aftermath I leave behind.
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