.Two more words spit at the back of my neck, three, four, that blade looks so appetizing.Please know there is more to life than fear and avoidance.Cut out your tongue so you can taste your own blood for once.I hope you're the one that finds me first: gutted and decomposing, split open and hung.You do.
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