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Ah i can't think.

The gun shooting.

The freaks.

I can't fucking hear myself.

All of this madness.

I try to put words on this fucking screen.

But not one damn thing is seen.

It's fucking obscene.

Its madness i tell you

I need fucking SILENCE.

It's pulsing.

My heart pounds against my ribs.

Im choaking.

I could scream some one's killing me.

Wouldnt be heard.

all these thoughts running through me.

Obsured.

Don't tell me.

How i Need to feel.

Bc You're nothing

fuck you and everything you are.

Fuck

fuck you.

Im sick of this shit.

You think what you say is real

guess what.

It's all just a game.

And you're the fake.

This piece that is missing.

It's your face in this place

it's this twisted fucking nightmare we're in.

I won't be heard.

I can't been seen.

You're fucking amazing.

In how sadistic you think.

You want it to fucking hurt me.

WELL THEN MAKE ME FUCKING BLEED.

you don't make love.

you fucking breed.

you're like an animal

A FUCKING MESS.

Sorry she raped you.

Sry it was so fucking hard.

but the bitch shouldnt be forgiven.

the bitch should be charged.

now you take it out on me.

you think it's ok .

im not a fan of S&M

you abuse me.

But thats o fucking kay.

Well fuck yourself.

Fuck your games.

I hate you

I hate you

I really fucking do

I hate

I hate you

I hate you

I hate you

YOU're not oh fucking kay

You're fucking gay.

You fucking faggot.

Just leave me alone.

just get out of my life.

I want you unkown.

Just go away.

Just go away

Im no longer your prey

Just go away

no comfort here any more.

I'm done being your little whore.

Just go away

I had the most horrid of dreams last night. My mother told my my husband had killed himself and I did not beleive it. For some reason I was in high school at the time. I went to school the next day it was rainy and cloudy. Which was very odd for the middle of summer. The bell rang for the end of school and I had realized that he was dead. I ran home and looked at his myspace page and it was filled with horrible piciture and suicide songs and notes. The layout was manson and that was very odd bc my husband hates manson. I woke up screaming and crying. It felt so real. I wanted to call him at work just to make sure he was ok but i knew I couldnt. Im waiting for him to get home so I can hug him and feel that he is ok.. I had never had anything feel so real I know now I will never take him for granted again!