"I'll take my cuts and stitch them up

By Christopher Anthony
With sutures of pure cement"

Julie ended up staying here for three days instead on just one lol. I love you Julie seriously thanks for the advice it didn't work though just made me feel worse and jealous.


Writing is the only way I understand to share my feelings with you all.

Am I suppose to feel bad? I'm fucking doomed I'm convinced till the day I die.


I'm going to get my notebook. Know what the worst part is, tragedies are the only thing I know how to write. How fitting.

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