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my joint tastes blood

I have a guardian angel that protects
me and takes care of me.

And I hate it with passion.

In fact, this is the thing I hate the most in my life. I hate that this angel is in heaven, taking care of me, protecting me, being the voice of my conscience. I hate that he has become an angel and despite he is a constant on my being, I can’t touch him, kiss him, yell at him, party with him, cry with him…

I hate that this angel is my brother. Read more