How It Is
I wanna die
What the Hell
Will it work?
Sex is supposedly ostentatious.
And it'll be fun forever.
Why am I surrounded by whores?
Not worth it.
How can everyone be so Godd**n innocent?
People think they are
Shows you how much they know.
As if they really care about you
It's not important
I'm not important
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