Hi.
I want to know what it is like to have something hold on to my wrist SO tight, that it will not let go. Enough to where i beg friends to let me tag along and then ditch them so its persuasiveness can take me where i belong.
If i ever become like that... stop me.
If i become so dependant on killing my self by retardation... go ahead and put a bullet in my head like someone i know has already metaphorically done.
now i know that you love me
thank god, that you love at all
If i ever become like that... stop me.
If i become so dependant on killing my self by retardation... go ahead and put a bullet in my head like someone i know has already metaphorically done.
now i know that you love me
thank god, that you love at all