And as I sit here holding this gun in my hand, with everyone around me laughing and waiting for me to shoot, it takes all i have not to turn it around, facing my head and pull the trigger. I told you not to let me hold a gun, but you didn't understand the point I was trying to get across. So don't be surprised if one day I'm gone. You walk in and alls you see is me lying in a pool of my own blood. Don't believe people's lies like with Kurt Cobain. No one's gonna kill me. I'll be dead by my own hand. Fuck people and their lies.
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