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[machinegunkiss]

i dont know why i hate this hosue so much. i want it to burn. incinerate before my eyes. i want to walk away from a gaping hole where it once stood and never look back again. i hate every trinket and thing and unamable stuff that piles and piles and piles until there is nothing you can do to get out. nothing. you are buried and the only hope to get away from thosue dirty walls still marked with fingerprints of memories you dont wish to remember, is explosives.

i need out