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18 ... How does it feel? Pressurising. My horse, gahh, I love her to pieces ... she's the one thing that loves me regardless. I love music. And Tumblr. And freedom. And people who listen, & understand. Yeah. Judge away. |
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There is nothing I can do now. I’m finished.
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Inhaled too much petrol.
Now I shall die in Physics.
Fun.
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i misread the tumblr link and thought it said something about hilarity and i was like
THIS SHIT AIN’T HILARIOUS. FUCK THIS MENTAL MESS. …and calmed down after i noticed how big of an idiot i was being, inside my head.
