joe-maddoxWhisper

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next to meMy bed has a vacancy again. / It burdans me. / I don't like to sleep alone.
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Jun 18, 2011
idkIt rains in my room. / Im happy for her. / My walls close in around me.
5
Jun 18, 2011
returnThere was always something I could have said to comfort her. / But the words escape me. / As do the words to get her back.
3
Jun 2, 2011
gripI'm losing my grip on reality. A I find it harder whit everyday that passes to control myself. The thought of cutting off a limb seems soothing and peaceful despite the blood pain and screams. I stare. Not at one thing, but at everything and just picture it dark and destroyed. As if I can be in control again. I regret who I was, and reject who I am.
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Jun 2, 2011
never enough timeThe time with you made the ground softer, colors were harder, water was stronger, pain was weaker, emotions were crisper, just loving you is amazing.
2
Jun 2, 2011
skin deepMy friends are only skin deep. / My skin is tainted. / Tainted with regret and memories filled with sadness.
7
Jun 2, 2011
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