I don't know what is wrong with me, the person I use to know and
love is no
longer me. maybe it is my gun every time I look at it, it
says-shoot me, shoot
me, shoot me. I beleive it has me under a spell , a spell that
will soon take
me to hell. I threw it away once but it came back the next day
and shot me in
the leg and said Fuck you.about a week later I tryed getting rid
of it again by
burning it- but the next day it came back and blew my hand off
and said if you
ever Fuck with me again i'm goning to Kill,Kill,Kill. i'm goning
to