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by Monica Apr 6, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You put a knife up to my throat. I said I'll kill myself if you don't! He may hate me, But he put his knife back in his pocket where it needed to be.*All because I found a hickey. He did this because he thought I was too clingy. Not so tough hearted are ya Chris!!*