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love is liberation
lose yourself in the music, in the liquor, late-night binge of a whirlwhind of drugs and casual sex. grab the closest being, man, woman, whatever. hold them close, drop them like a bomb. that's all they are to you anyways. nobodies. you are heartless. cruel. cold. fill your blood with whatever junk you can find, hard, soft, inject, pill, inhale, it's all good. feel good, thats what you want. a death, a slow, intimate, orgasmful, painful, numbing, mindblowing death of a death.
mine? i just described it. but dont take my word for it. i could be lying, only you in your heart of hearts know good and bad, right and wrong.
They call me Lii
Just go with it.
I'm only 18, out of countless years to go.
But I have a feeling that I will be going within the next 2-3 years.
I'm a female, but I have a tendancy to tell people I'm a boy online. *checks her pants* No p***s, so I'm a girl. x3
So, uhm. Talk to me, because I have not a whole lot more to say to you here.
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