Such a beautiful disaster...
Saturday, 3 September 2011
I wish you didn't have to go, but now is the time.
Almost all my life I've been frightened and afraid, I've been best friends with a razor blade. With the fissure on my wrist I've felt the sharp edge of a knife, its bitter deep blade inside of me.
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