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 WHITNEY

This relationship is dead.

There's a bullet in its head.

There's a bullet in its brain.  Yes, there's quite a pain.

I, too tired to complain.

Not going to go insane.

There's nowhere for it to go.

There is nowhere for it to grow.

I, just glad it's done.  Yes, though, it was fun.

I, just glad it's through.  Now, I can find something else to do. 

This relationship has the same life expectancy see

as a chicken who dont anymore eggs lay

A lobster in trap in Cape Cod Bay

a pig on a truck to the slaughter house on the way