Metro

I came to Bims today where I then chose to cycle down to the local church and start some serious soul searching. I have come to this conclusion. Not sorry, it's so hard for me to do this. Should I Write It? There are so many thoughts in my head PT. Fuck it. I do it. Bims had a family, so do I. We are in fact just as much worth. I'm a killer. We see, I will never be the same person again. I'll probably never be back again (IT DOES I 100%, YOU CAN'T MISS FROM ME MUHAHHAHAHAHA).

Like if you condone.