just a reoccuring story/sickness/danger except i'm stuck this time real stuck, broke the law, their laws not mine. In my dreams everything is crashing but i wake up and i'm still here, In the ghetto, In my broken van sleeping, syringes on the ground and bruises that won't fade. he screamed at me with whiskey breath last night. big and stupid. screamed at me till my eyes bled so i decided to ruin him.
Love, Lily
Love, Lily
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lipservicejen:
i was just wondering - are you still in texas? and if you are - where? you don't have to tell me, i am just curious.
bloodycrackdown6:
hey...do you ever get sick of the bullshit, and wanna just chill? no worries. 
i found you through voltaire. i like your set. holla.
i found you through voltaire. i like your set. holla.