February 2012
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"The things you own end up owing you" - Polyvore →
I kill him (Fragment:The Black Cat by E.A.P)
… One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; —hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart;—hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I felt it had given me no reason of offense; —hung it because I knew that in so doing I was committing a sin—a...
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“Sorry, but you deserve it.”
