~ the wound ~
09 August 2004
it hurts like hell.
thanks for giving me wound that will open for the rest of my life.
thanks for raising me just to torture me.
thanks for loving someone else more than your own flesh and blood.
your teaching is full of crap. they mean nothing when it comes to yourself. you’re nothing more than an old record player that squeaks. you’re a selfish bastard. i will not ever listen to anything that comes out of your mounth. they don’t mean a thing, even for yourself.
thank you for being the biggest catasthrope in my life.
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