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Oct 2015 · 432
bailey
raininglillies Oct 2015
bailey. the boy i found myself falling in love with. the boy whos kisses i craved. the boy i would have done anything for. the boy i would have given up everything for. the boy i did give up everything for. the boy i put myself on edge for. the boy whos touch i could not resist. the boy i took pills to forget. the boy i sliced my skin 10 times for. the boy. the boy who was to stupid to realize i needed him more than i needed anything else.
Oct 2015 · 2.2k
all that is left is pain
raininglillies Oct 2015
They teach us about safe ***.
They teach us about STDs.
They tell us to always use a ****** and to make good decisions.
They teach us about the effects
But they don't teach us about the feelings
I won't stand to be a side chick
While your out ******* another *****
They say don't get pregnant
But my mind is impregnanted with your little *******
They are called memories
Memories I can't take back
I wait for your texts and sit up all night
I am fine with you not being around
What hurts the most is wondering what I could have done wrong and how could I have been so stupid.
It hurts knowing I wasnt good enough
It hurts knowing that you said I like you and then turned to someone new and said I love you.
I put everything on the line
You just ****** with my brain
You ****** with my world
You ****** me and left me.
Oct 2015 · 328
what consumes me
raininglillies Oct 2015
I sit and i wait
For someone once told me this was my fate
The blood drips slowly
I watch it fall, anxiously
The blade I hold
I can't be bold
I slice though my skin once again
And I pull my knees up to my chin
My carpet is stained
My life in vain
The scars are a part of me
For this is how I'll always be.

The blood runs dry as I sit and stare
It's a cause from all the glares
My world is lonely
I walk the halls slowly
The blades and drugs are not enough
For this cigarette only burns so much
The depressed life is extremely rough
I wish my mom had a soft touch
At home, it's yelling and screaming
I sit in my room weeping
My parents don't care
I'm all alone

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