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The first time I fell in love was with a place not a person, the first day we moved from the batterd woman's shelter to a flat, I was 4, mum let me check out the neighborhood, I saw a tall aparnent block called " Darwin house" I knew right then if I went to the top and jumped off all would be OK, it was not depression, like when you have an itch on the end of your nose and it MUST be scrathed , never been a cutter, no thorts of hanging my self or any thing like that ' Darwin house" and ONLY " Darwin house" it calls to me 24/7 365 since that day, now I'm 32 and can feel it calling RIGHT NOW, at the moment I'm in the only TRUE heavy metal bar in town, but its only a 20 min walk, there is no heaven or hell just nice peacefull oblivion. Cool!!!!!!!!!!