The day my bestfriend overdoesed on heroine. Not only did he killed him self, but he killed me too. One can only handle so much blunt trama to the head. One can only lose so much blood from walking on these smashed bottles. My lungs are black. These scars won't heal.
That's terrible, death is the worst. Just knowing they are gone. But the best you can do is live life for them(:
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