That girl.A Poem by KittenBy Ashley.
The thought of her makes my blood boil.
I just want to hurt her. Physical Emotionally. I don't f*****g care. I just want her to fell pain. And I want it to be by my hand. And now. That she's acting all depressed. Like she's been hurting for years. I'm really getting upset with her. I have no sympathy. For one that doesn't know. What it feels like they need to cut to make it though the day. To wake up every morning wanting to die. Going to bed and hoping yew wont wake up. She doesn't get it. And she f*****g thinks she knows how it is. She complains that it's weird for her to be like this. F*****g lies. Your just an attention w***e. That found a new outlet. Shut the f**k up And go away.
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