| Current mood: |  confused |
| Current music: | engine down: death perception |
the season for suicides
winter is comming, the tempetature peeked at 76 degrees yesterday, it probably wont get over 60 today
this is my time of the year
everything is already starting to die (including me)
i thought i would be alot worse be this time then i am
it has to be the people at school, so called friends
there getting to me
i guess it just meens im going to have to make up for lost time
this is the season for suicides
this is the season for long sleved shirts
i can finnaly start cutting again
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i have to go, its time to get out of this house
love
-clovers-
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