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lies...
the only fucking words that come out of Du big mouth. Du think Du could play her like that? Du think she's a fucking gamebored Du can keep playing? hell no! she has a brain and a heart. they both are fragial, not like play-dough that Du can keep twisting and playing with. she's a part of my life and she comes Home to cry and not do any thing.
abuse...
when i came to her room today, i find blood and pills all over the floor. i hope she is not dead. i fall on the floor and roll to a pudal of blood. the window opends and it's my sister. she looks at me soberly runs to me and hugs...