Found myself loving poetry... And I guess I kinda fell for it. A bit too much.
i love Jesus with all my heart and i write poems about what i feel so they probably make no sense?????? idk sorry
And the thought of that makes me want to open a vein, experience pain, know I'm alive, despite this living death. ― Ellen Hopkins, Impulse
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