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for the love of whatever you may happen to love, KILL ME NOW.
I've been trying to register SIX of my stepfather's guns for the past 6 hours. Yes, since 11 PM yesterday. Fucking Christ. I have managed to get as far as entering the information for the first one, and then it explodes. RAGE.
And then, apart from all that, I want to curl up in a little corner and die.
The next person to say something stupid to me before I get some love from anywhere gets an eyeball removed.
And I remember
The pearl-white bubbles
Filled with secrets
Floating on a breeze
I've been trying to register SIX of my stepfather's guns for the past 6 hours. Yes, since 11 PM yesterday. Fucking Christ. I have managed to get as far as entering the information for the first one, and then it explodes. RAGE.
And then, apart from all that, I want to curl up in a little corner and die.
The next person to say something stupid to me before I get some love from anywhere gets an eyeball removed.
And I remember
The pearl-white bubbles
Filled with secrets
Floating on a breeze
