Please don't worry, I am doing fine. You're much too busy to even find the time. So use your chemicals and take this to your grave. The boys you left are men didn't raaaaaaaaaiiiiise.
I found you in the bedroom, not breathing at all. I drag your body to the cellar where we lay, the wax it melts away.. The pain it goes on, for so long..
Turns up at party. "Hey, great costume!". "What?". Looks down at sixteen year old T-shirt that's been put on just because. "Is this party themed then?"
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