All your fault

Fuck you I lied,

This is all your fault,

I fall victum.

You knew I was here.

Just keep walking,

I don't care that you saw me

I can't help you.

So stop coming to me.

I have nothing for you.

Please go back to the place, when all you are is just a pretty face.

So you can stay up there and help me commit suicide,

Or you can keep going and make this awkwardly beauitful

It was always up to you.

This is all your fault.

You should of listened to me the first time.

There's blood on you're hands, not mine.

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