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I am venomous. But you are unknowing. I am scarred beyond recognition in some places. But again, you are naïve to it. ..

flailing arms and smashing fists this numbness can not be back again. alone time is the worst answer to surviving anyth..

Turn back now. You’re about to follow me down the rabbit hole. believe me, the yellow brick road it doesn’t..

5 on thursday 7 on saturday 13 today. this is quickly getting out of hand bathtub water an odd shade of orange and I am smell..

I want a boy to take silly mypace pictures with again someone who will knock me off my feet and out of this comatose state I&rsq..

seeing you tonight made my chest ache.. remember thinking about thanksgiving? if not, I do.. I remember the fact that you some ..

how do I tell you that when I say walls are up, it means for everything that even kissing you, aches. and i don’t feel ..

my father is walking with a limp this man whom I've always seen as unstoppable invincible immortal. the villainous ..

if I said this any louder I’d be screaming because you can not fall for me. everyone looks, ooo’s and ahh’s..

toxicity pumps through my veins and the only way I am seeing surviving any of this is to bleed it out of me. nothing in my ..