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Formeldehyde
10/22/2005 10:42 p.m.
J.
What do we have now that isn't broken? What do we have that hasn't been tainted in some way? How can I ever know that I mean anything to you. Trust used to be what we stood on. Now there's no earth below me, and no sky. How the fuck did we end up here when it used to be so sweet with us?

B.
I have nothing to say to you, except that you deserve nothing but my pity, and hardly that. Heaven forbid someone comes to believe they can love you without coming away broken. Heaven forbid you should ever try to pull off the facade of loving or being in love with anyone ever again. You don't deserve that luxury. you don't deserve me tears.
I am currently Violent

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