knife ready, now die

gotta kill it, gotta make it die.

kiv, get away.
love, i cant stand it.

may he who might object speak now, or shut the fuck up





make someone else feel like they arent worth shit, make someone else fill 4 months with nothing
please speak and say im doing wrong, i cant stand hoping, so give me hope...

or leave me here.

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