idiot teenager

hurry hurry- the ambulances are coming. my heart has stopped beating, there's too much blood on the floor. but all i wanted was to see just a little more. "please officer officer, it wasnt thier fault. my wrists begged and pleaded, but i needed that crimson assault." so i alternated razors and cried the whole way through. and when i looked down upon the cuts, all i saw was you.
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no games. no masks. i have no energy for such things. blood is honest. and the barrel of a gun.

i remember the feeling. i remember.
[cicero]
[Anonymous]
i love your writing