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i hate living. but im afraid...or rather terrified of death. does that make sense? because life doesnt make it sense unless you force it to. i wish i could fly.leave everyone. lately people grudge against me. I'm emo. get the f**k over it. shut ur trap and accept it or gfu (go fuck urself). i like and dislike who i am and frankly i'n not that complicated to get. Im a simple person actually. =] i want fake teeth that chatter. if anyone ever finds them ill pay u for them. oh and um..pink handcuffs...not for me for someone else...cant imagine them. mmk that all i gotta say . aight den lato