Candice Edgehouse

Rookie (8/23/1981 / Wheeling)


Sitting on my front stoop about to lose my mond i feel like screeming but nothing leaves my mouth
i wish i could just fly away and come back when im free
I feel like a dog all chained up no way out except to dig myself a hole
I want to break the chain that holds me and just live with a coller inside a picket fence

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