I sure fooled them. I took that precious college diploma, that winning personality, those great looks and trashed them all right before their eyes. My brain is jelly from all the pills and “treatment”, I’m about as charming as a corpse, and the scars & torn hair make me look like one too. And soon I’ll just be one of those anonymous suicides that they won’t bother investigating because they have other things to do. If the gang could see me now.
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As your unofficial consultant, I advise you to properly copyright your handle as a name and product i.d. stamp. Keep movin forward.
such a sick handle and i like the way you write.
with scars and torn hair is exactly how i like people, i wish i knew you.
you’re not anonymous
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