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okay..Im not supposed to say,but....theres a little crack in every immortal stage of life...well..everytime something bad happens,,,,it cracks more...well....mine's about to..umm...split,and all I have of someone remembering me...is that fucking necklace around the bastards neck...I've known what it feels to be...dead with staph 8 times,...asma,and a hurt I don't no the name...only at the age of 12...
If You Read This And Feel SORRY For Any Kind Of Way....
DON'T WORRY FOR ME I DON'T LOVE
