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The difference
between
you & I is
because of
your he
and
my she
I watched as it pulled out of the station
Knowing you were on that train
And it breaks my heart
I fight back tears
Because YOU are on that train
And I was really hoping that instead
That train would be on you.
That would have made me so happy. :)


If you feel pity for her like I'm being too harsh and homicidal read the notes.
I loathe her. She emotionally and mentally made me as well as those I loved family and friends feel like we'd been run over by a train and physically our arms looked looked like they had been run over by a train because self-harm was our only relief from the hell she put us through and the horrible things she said and did to us. Those scars last eternally. Our mothers were freaking shattered when they found out our ****** and knife filled secret we were social outcasts and very judged and hated eating problems disorders triggered etc. Also, we were in such internal pain the grief physically manifested there was this burdening weight on our chests and we are still a little damaged. Being hit by a train is the nicest thing I could think of for that truly heartles MEAN girl.
I made a wrong choice
I miss him
I'm jealous
I want him
I need him
I only want to talk to him

He makes me smile
He makes me laugh
He makes me happy
He doesn't love me
He can't anymore

I left him
I made a bad choice
He doesn't care
He made the right choice
I'm not okay
He's not in love
We are apart
Forever.
Nothing makes you feel more worthless than waiting hopefully for a text from someone...that doesn't come.

Repost if you can relate. I can, that's for **** sure. :( or if u just enjoy clicking the repost button
It never hurts to be kind.

So sacrifice a little of your time just to be kind.

It never hurts to say hello.

So sacrafice a little of your comfort just to say hello.

It almost always  hurts to say goodbye.

But you gotta sacrifice your past sometimes to have a future so sacrifice your relief from pain and just. Say. Goodbye....
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 Nov 2014 Fitri Nisya
Simpleton
She laughs too hard 
She laughs too much 
But she's waiting for death 
And lives to die another day 

She believed in faeries 
And rainbows
Glitter made everything glow 
And laughing made everything seem okay

She forgets too less
And pretends too hard 
So she runs as fast as she can 
From the past 

Until her lungs burn 
Then places her hands on her chest
To feel her heart thump
Like the fear of giving up
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