sympathy train
Your words hurt
All of the time
Simply asking someone to not be mean
Could make a person feel so small
Pity them, please.
Forget the kids in he factories
We must devote time and effort into making sure little Damien doesn't slash open his perfect body
All because some fucktard said that he was fat.
Can't you see their pain?
Help them, please.
All Aboard
All Aboard
All Aboard
Our Pain Train
Our Triggered Train
Our Sympathy Train
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Madman. Generally, I write whatever, and don't give a flipping fa-doodle what anyone thinks. I am an angry individual. You'll see commentary on society, relationships, or anything that is bugging me. Live forever, kids!
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