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i got out of bed and all that was in my head was venom and all i could think of was breaking your phones so you couldn't call anyone, so you'd be isolated too so grandpa wouldn't know the inside of my brain so intimately because you don't shut up because i don't have any privacy because i am your pity party (because i'm crazy) so you'd have a reason to hate me (that was something i could control) but now all i can think of is the goddamn fear of abandonment and how all i do is sleep and spend two hours in the bathroom standing there eavesdropping staring at the wall wishing i was dead (wishing you were dead, too) and i want to break my hands (so i couldn't do it) and i want to break your phones (because you would hit me again, and i am scared you'll never stop)
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
i love you/i hate you
i got out of bed and all that was in my head was venom and all i could think of was breaking your phones so you couldn't call anyone, so you'd be isolated too so grandpa wouldn't know the inside of my brain so intimately because you don't shut up because i don't have any privacy because i am your pity party (because i'm crazy) so you'd have a reason to hate me (that was something i could control) but now all i can think of is the goddamn fear of abandonment and how all i do is sleep and spend two hours in the bathroom standing there eavesdropping staring at the wall wishing i was dead (wishing you were dead, too) and i want to break my hands (so i couldn't do it) and i want to break your phones (because you would hit me again, and i am scared you'll never stop)
guro
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May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
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