Ours is the world!

I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.

With this bullet lodged in my chest, covered with your name, I will turn myself into a gun, because          it’s all I have, because I’m hungry and hollow and just want something to call my own. I’ll be your slaughterhouse, your killing floor, your morgue and final resting, walking around with this         bullet inside me ‘cause I couldn’t make you love me and I’m tired of pulling your teeth.

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