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How It Is
5 November, 2004
Author: Mere

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I wanna die
What the Hell
How?
With what?
Will it work?
Probably not.
Never does.
Sex is supposedly ostentatious.
Whatever.
It's fun
And it'll be fun forever.
Why am I surrounded by whores?
Screw it.
Not worth it.
How can everyone be so Godd**n innocent?
They're not
People think they are
Shows you how much they know.
As if they really care about you
They don't.
It's not important
I'm not important
F*** it.

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