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narceau:

she held a gun out 
she put it against her own temple
she cocked it
she put her finger on the trigger
she sweat
she thought
this is how I will die
I will paint the walls red
I will leave a big mess
I will not live 
I will not survive
this is how I will die
she pulled the trigger
she died
nobody came to find her
but the flies, they found her

(via prettygurlluv123)