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stephanieox
stephanieox
KY I wish you were here next to me.
*you were the last string on the rope preventing my fall but then-* you snapped. s.c
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 4:06 PM UTC
Rope.
He was like Mountain Dew. So sweet and tasteful, Something nice for those summer days But in the end, Mountain Dew is bad for you, Just like he was bad for me. s.c
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
Mountain Dew
TRIGGER WARNING                              cold                          addictive                           pleasing            Streaks of red stain my tears.          Their words replay in my head                  slash. slash.          More marks of disappointment,            Another step closer to dying,    When will I finally be done with this?                No more long sleeves,                     No more shame,   I want people to think of a happy girl           When they hear my name.   I'm sick of feeling so sick and strange    All because of how I deal with pain.                   If you had my life,          You'd probably do the same.   The razor takes all the bad things away s.c
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC
Razor
I spent so much time on you, Only to have you choose her. I gave you all I had: my time, my love, But I still wasn't good enough. Why? Was it because I weighed a little more? Was it because I didn't wear ten pounds of makeup? *Why is it never me? Why am I never good enough?* s.c
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
Why?
I wish you could see The way my eyes light up When I think of you. I wish you could feel my heart When it beats faster at the sound Of your voice. I wish you could know Just how much I love you. I wish you could return The same emotion, But not all wishes come true. s.c
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
Wishes
Most people think of their someone During the late hours of the morning, Or when they're lonely, But it's 12:45 in the afternoon And I'm thinking of you. I always think of you. s.c
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC
Untitled
My mind often wanders To the most random places at times. But no matter where it starts It always finds it's way Home To her. s.c.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 9:10 PM UTC
Home.