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I sit here at 2am wanting to talk to you because I can’t sleep. These thoughts are keeping me up and I swear I’m losing myself because of them, I feel so empty and so cold the only thing keeping me warm is the smoke from this burning cigarette.
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Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:08 AM UTC
Losing myself.
I sit here at 2am wanting to talk to you because I can’t sleep. These thoughts are keeping me up and I swear I’m losing myself because of them, I feel so empty and so cold the only thing keeping me warm is the smoke from this burning cigarette.
#sad#empty#imback
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indie-b-jones
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 2:08 AM UTC
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