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slipping through see-through ceremonies curbside horrors and angels that wait by your window : to be young or afraid or the right kind of sober or anything other than this is to writhe; i sleep in a room with fifteen year old me she is drunk and alone and i'm guilty. she was sorry and stupid, shallow sentences crawling frim throats i don't want to share a bed with my dead selves anymore
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Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 1:15 AM UTC
unscathed unfortunate
slipping through see-through ceremonies curbside horrors and angels that wait by your window : to be young or afraid or the right kind of sober or anything other than this is to writhe; i sleep in a room with fifteen year old me she is drunk and alone and i'm guilty. she was sorry and stupid, shallow sentences crawling frim throats i don't want to share a bed with my dead selves anymore
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Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 1:15 AM UTC
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