I’m lying on my back with my legs spread out. Like a woman waiting to be fucked. Will it hurt? Will there be blood? I wear my skin comfortably, but my bedroom floor feels cold[…]
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Tag: Suicide Note
If You’re Reading This, It’s Too Late.
This can only mean one thing; there is a dead body somewhere. And it is mine. I wish I could say that I am sorry. That I should not have done this. That I should[…]
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