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Stuffed it down, it's back again...
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Mood:
alone


Not sure what I should put down tonight. All I can think of is that I want to escape. I'd give nearly anything to get high right now. Foil, nose, needle...whatever. I just need to disappear for a while.

I don't want there to be a tomorrow.

I don't want to wake up and do this all over again.





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