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Why can't I Hug him In front of his friends I am warmed By hugs Not his But ones that only matter for a moment Not ones that keep me up 'till 4am thinking dreaming craving
Hello my name is No Name . I enjoy dying when I have free time.
get out, shut the door. no words slip from an enraged pair of lips. close the windows shut the shades, eradicate the light and destroy what was you. rip yourself apart, inside to out.