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bad bad ambush.

you met me at a very strange time in my life.
- fight club.


burn me burn me.

my com is going haywire. i have two window xps on my com.
i need my other xp back.

i am exhausted.

what a bad day. i am so so sick sick sick.

maybe i am lying.

number one rule of fight club
is not to talk about fight club.
shush shush if my edward hears,
shoot me in the eye
my mouth would try
and try
to tell you
what my mind hears.

you met me at a very strange time of my life.
pistol mouth blood.
you held my hands
and boom boom
they all collapsed.
london bridges are falling down
down oh so deep down,
those bricks
my rubies are collapsing
in agony
bad bad ambush.
meet me at a strange time of my life.