the river bother me. it splits our connection.
i hate them, flow of cliche. their dialogue, their body movement.
i think i really hate them.
by going into the supemarket next to the gas station, i chose to pick up my weapon.
by chance i have met such a boy.
by chance i am losing him like my days.
you stole my lipstick
put it into my vagina
they melt
to stimulate your desire
who kills the love? are they like a ratty sock?
the mice, on the ice.
cutting the vein
and cutting and cutting and flooding
你根本理得我去死。
我不過一文不值。
真的很討厭
討厭你
我要討厭你
討厭討厭
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