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killing souls, crushing hearts, breaking hopes, this is all that I’ve come to, this is all that I’ve become, that thing beating in my chest is just an ***** devoid of emotion, vacant of love, traded niceness for callousness, empathy for indifference, feelings for numbness, tenderness for impenitence, it’s toxic i know, and im not proud of who i am but rather be the wolf than the sheep
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC
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killing souls, crushing hearts, breaking hopes, this is all that I’ve come to, this is all that I’ve become, that thing beating in my chest is just an ***** devoid of emotion, vacant of love, traded niceness for callousness, empathy for indifference, feelings for numbness, tenderness for impenitence, it’s toxic i know, and im not proud of who i am but rather be the wolf than the sheep
using numbness as a shield and armour from hurt
nightcaling
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22/F/on a cloud
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC
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