Sometimes quiet is violent. I find it hard to hide, my pride is no longer inside it's on my sleeve my skin will scream
Mama we all go to hell, mama we all go to hell. I'm writing this letter and wishing you well. Mama we all go to hell.
What's the worst I could say? Things are better if I say. So long and goodnight. So long and goodnight.
- Homestuck trash I am
- JoinedMarch 31, 2015
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