Title: Valgfritt

Text: If a heart could beat out of a chest, then mine was about to start running away from my body. I could hear nothing more than my own fear bubbling to the surface of an already over flowing pot; this wouldn't have been a problem however today seemed to be a day filled with pain, misery, and the unbelievable smell of death. How does your life get to this point? I suppose though before we get into any more detail into my catastrophic existence I should start from the beginning. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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