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I've never had more than one dainty little sip of beer and I've never been under the influence of anything other than the very loud and contradicting voices in my head. So every time the smell of smoke makes my body itch for a cigarette between my lips or for maybe even one real kiss The voices take charge and I stay safe in my head. I've never had more than one dainty little sip of life And I don't intend on having another. But what would happen mother If I let myself exist?
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Mar 27, 2023
Mar 27, 2023 at 3:00 PM UTC
Never have I ever
I've never had more than one dainty little sip of beer and I've never been under the influence of anything other than the very loud and contradicting voices in my head. So every time the smell of smoke makes my body itch for a cigarette between my lips or for maybe even one real kiss The voices take charge and I stay safe in my head. I've never had more than one dainty little sip of life And I don't intend on having another. But what would happen mother If I let myself exist?
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Mar 27, 2023
Mar 27, 2023 at 3:00 PM UTC
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