Sometimes I just wish that me and the whole world would just go up in flames with internal anger.
death sould be given to those who have wished for the troubles of others.
with the agony of others suffering there will be one to help.
One with the swiftness of thousands of you of agresion to bistow apon one.
It is hard sometimes to feel things for other people. It hurts sometimes looking back to another time wishing to go back.
to have been loved for a time then thrown away, like garbage for someone else clean up.
to have been through that i have been it is hard to look in the eyes of a stranger
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