Red Rot

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wrong

i'm 25 now, and i don't think life can kill me. just bore me and drown me in education and ugly offices until i think my body would be an escape. i have all the wrong reasons and my mothers cries of selfishness combating the echoes of gwen's mother in my head, that "a baby is a prison."

2:00 a.m. - 2010-07-22

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