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1487 Feb 2016
I'm so tired of dreaming of you,
dreaming that you've fallen in love with someone new.
breaks my heart every fuxking time
1487 Feb 2016
Since when has loneliness
been poetry?



Since when
has it not?
1487 Feb 2016
You make me sick with love;
Your love makes me sick.
it's the latter.
1487 Feb 2016
When people ask, I am just going to say, "I love you"

Because I don't know
what else to do
I can't hide it anymore.
1487 Feb 2016
Do sick girls get to choose?

Did
we ever
have a choice?
Being chronically ill ***** ***
  Feb 2016 1487
Dorothy Parker
"And if he's gone away," said she,
"Good riddance, if you're asking me.
I'm not a one to lie awake
And weep for anybody's sake.
There's better lads than him about!
I'll wear my buckled slippers out
A-dancing till the break of day.
I'm better off with him away!
And if he never come," said she,
"Now what on earth is that to me?
I wouldn't have him back!"
  I hope
Her mother washed her mouth with soap.
1487 Feb 2016
I’m hoping you miss me
or feel bad for what you’ve did
but I can’t bring myself
to believe it's true.

But I want to.
Lord knows I do.
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