my heart is broken. i am in my own mental hospital. it's called sheets tacked to celing makeing a square. it's actually pretty cool. ♥ like the postal service song..will somebody please call a surgeon. to come crack my ribs into 2 and repair this broken heart... ok done.
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ok done.
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i was thinking the same thing.
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nothing can compare to the time they tried to throw
me off the balcony of robbs appartment building on the third floor.
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im scurred ofhospitals
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