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[styxsoulstealer]

what i said yesterday is bullpoo
i am no longer happy
anybody want to kill me now make sure i die with money in my hand so i die happy
i hate being lied to
why can i not let go it feels as if i am conecceted somehow
why
why can't we just try
why can't people give me a reason

to end a perfect day heres a quote
Love, happiness, and all things good
are death in diguise
it suckers you in
then when you are happy it rears its ugly head and eats your heart while you are still alive