Excitment and fear at the same time.
Are we friends or enemies?
Mosh pits and molestation.
Loud noise and fast beating hearts.
Would you believe me if I told you "GOD" was written on a bullet?
All my life I'd believe it.

Please, stop looking at me like I'm three.
Dude, I'm almost
sixteen years young.
Whether you like it or not, I'm going to put a needle through my ear.
And you know what? It's not going to feel like pain.
It's going to feel like
freedom.
My friend, my lover, my playmate, and my sibling.
She's in school now, far away.
It's not going to stop me from being the person she made me today.
What can I say? What can I do about it?
This town just wasnt made for two. </3
But don't worry, sweetheart,
I'll dream of you, and smile that you give to me.
I
promise.
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`PrimeRib