Twisted

by Erica   Jul 12, 2004


Im twisted and confused...im scared and abused...all thees things that im feeling tonight....i want a relief sumthing that will make me feel happy again...so i take muh razor and i slowly slide it down muh brusied and swollen wrists....and then again i feel sumwhat happy...

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