Nothing Safe Feels Real
carve your name into my arm
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carl
Nov 13, 2008
That's not a riot, it's a feast; let's eat
I've been all over the fucking place today.
I'm hoping what comes next is blood.
My mother says that you are not allowed to come home with me tomorrow. She said she is going to drive by and check. I'm going to tell her that I'm going to Katie's.
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