The City That Never Sleeps
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posted : March 9, 2009
I may die a heated person real real soon. It’s so coming, I foresee it. At the rate, my blood literally boils and my heart pumps, my arteries and veins would try to gush necessary blood to my brain and other parts of the body. And I bet along the way they will fail, breakdown and disintegrate. And my heart pounds so fast, I have the urge to even hold it in my hands to calm it down, I swear. But I think even the heat from my fingers as I grapple with it in my palms may be enough to destroy it. Fumes engulf the room. I hope it’s enough to burn the whole house down srsly. Goddamn. GODDAMN!
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