I was in love. I may post those poems from said love. I am now incapable of love, being as it is that the girl at gave my heart to never gave it back. There's a pool in my backyard, razors in my bathroom, knives in the kitchen, a bundle of cotton rope in the utility room, and two different guns in my father's closet. But maybe this will help prolong my sad existence and keep me from utilizing one ... more »
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