by J.J. Campbell
i want to take
this opportunity
to thank the good
lord for making
me an ugly child
that way i was
never kidnapped
and molested by
strangers
i had the good
fortune of being
molested by
family
*please feel free to send all your hate to jcampb4593@aol.com
November 20, 2009
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