i brought the gun from my end table
your blood was strewn across the walls
they'll find you on the bathroom floor."
I don't think I would actually be able to do that.
It seems to gruesome.
Too much blood maybe.
The copper smell would make me gag.
The smell of copper and fear with the slightest hint of heat in the air.
It makes me sick to think about.
I know.
I know.
Why am I blogging about this?
I'm bored.
I'm listening to "U Should Have Killed Me When U Had The Chance."
And those are lyrics.
That I just so happen to love.
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