It's the game today as it always is I don't give these places fake my name explaining this and the wrists of mind have the bleeding lines that remind me of all the times I have committed dirty, dirty crimes that are perfectly form- fitted to what I've done and what I'm doing I'm brewing and losing and screwing infusing believe me that's what all kids are doing what kids are doing are killing themselves they feel they have no control of their prisoner's cell and if you are one of them then you are one of me and you would do almost anything just feel free am I right of course I am convince me otherwise would take all night before you walk away there is one more thing I want to say our brains are sick but that's okay
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May twentieth, the day I kissed Michael Clifford. I kissed the love of my life, he kissed just another fan.
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