Wednesday, 10 July 2013



I made fell plays on her. And she brought kill bottles. 

The day she will give her  heart, when, I am her day, and she is;

The police door, how do I spell Hijacks on the door? With pencil knife. Hack at the door.

Im right in front of the police's door. I would do nothing until they give me the prison phone. How  could I have opened the door I would not have wanted it, how that Age kills visions, the computer age. 

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