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two spoons

i had ice cream for dinner. with bananas and fudge and whipped cream. everything is better in the fall. even that.

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Cliffs notes

im supposed to have more to say, i think.. i just find that i have less of an opinion. even about myself.. and feelings? im mostly just tired. there’s sadness yea, or frustration – if im shoved against the wall.. … Continue reading

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imperfect

its just me here being dropped from my parachute after jumping away from shoving hands.

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silence(d)

i just feel quiet. like I have nothing to say. cause maybe I said it all.. or realize there’s no point in saying anything else.

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just don’t breathe.

sometimes i amaze myself, with these things i do. but then, i think, maybe im just crazy. well, maybe. but at least im doing something.

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x

i can’t get out of bed. maybe im sick. i keep just falling asleep and waking up and i just wish that i wouldnt.

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Erase

I woke up this morning feeling crappy. Like I do most other days but worse. I’m just so tired. I need this all to stop.

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truth.

its cause i have no power. and i never will. fuck it all. i hate this life. as i slide into my third panic attack in twenty four hours. enough.

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bullshit.

i hate this crap. here i am in overdrive working to start this new life and theyre all there. on the phone, in my space, im everybodys slave and nobodys life. i work so hard every day and ive not … Continue reading

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pants

they were in my dream last night. her specifically but all of them really. i think its because of the month. he was supposed to meet me there. there was pandering. like there was. i was patronized. like i am. … Continue reading

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