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if you're reading this its too late pt. 2 (gone)

If you're reading this it's too late pt.2 (Gone)

I only fuck her when she doesnt tell me she loves. I hate the word. Sometimes I sit to myself and think will I ever find someone to love me. I hate the word. The word love to me is a weak emotion. I feel like it opens your weaknesses for for your under cover foes to exploit to kill. Ironic how the same word could hurt you but the same word could get you help and help you heal. I don't want that life no more. I'm so far gone in the pain and the suffering. Time for you to suffer. By you I mean ladies. You called on the beast for so long but he ignored the call. Only cause he wanted to let show go on. Every time every second of his friends pain drives him insane. He felt caged in urging to come out and they ignored it. Called upon it basically summoning him so he went mad. Killed the man he let run around getting hurt. It was his only friend. But he done what had to be done he ended his suffering.

Now if you're reading this it's too late. Now the grounds that you walk on are not safe. He's a wolf preying on every girl he sees. He drowns her screams out when he fucking them. Then vanishes into the morning......he doesn't like to stay. He feels that gives her the opportunity to say she love him. Oh god he hates the word. The emotion, the feeling, the fire that burns in him. He doesn't want to stop this is who he is. This is how he wants to be. This is what they feel that's better. Then criticizes him for being that way. But he doesn't care he doesn't want to care. He doesn't want their love, their attention, their feelings, he only wants to fuck them til the day comes. He's a ghost........stick your hand right through his body he won't feel a thing. His closest friends doesn't like what he's become he doesn't care. Most of them are women and most of them told him to be this way or drove him to be this way. He feels they just gonna have to deal with it this is his fate. So he says to all of them if you're reading this it's too late.

Dear truly, Fuck love and all of its feelings and emotions. Until I find it again more and more girls will get hurt. Heart broken, torn, shredded. This is who I am this is the new me. Yours truly, Davion M Tinsley

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