Sunday, August 16, 2009

You too pretty for this worl'



If you're part of a crew, nobody ever tells you that they're going to kill you, doesn't happen that way. See, your murderers come with smiles, they come as your friends, the people who've cared for you all of your life. And they always seem to come at a time that you're at your weakest and most in need of their help.

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