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i never wanted to live in a world like this. i never wanted to have to scavenge to survive. i never wanted to have to keep one eye open as i sleep to make sure i dont get torn apart at night. yet here i am knife in hand laying on the cold floor of some old cheap pawn shop.
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I leaned over the railings of the balcony of the room I'm currently renting. It's on the very top floor, 25th, and the view down below was... fine. I can't seem to compliment a thing worthy of a compliment with the right word no matter how outstanding they seem to be. I guess my past ruined me that my eyes can't see the beauty of one thing no matter how brightly it shines. All the things I see now are blood and violence. Nothing else, if it's not either of the two, then, it is useless to me. Well, there's also one thing. Sex It's a way of release most people yearned for and desperately searched for while I just let it come. It's not like I'll die if I don't have it although I do know that it is a need for me. But, I do not care on whom I get from. The same way I don't care how I get my money. One thing is for sure, my money? It's blood money... and I'm damn proud of it.

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