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but the other night i woke up with bruises because i was dreaming about him- i torture myself for him, and he repays me with more, yet it's difficult for me to understand how deep the scars are when i don't feel any of them- blinded by the shine of his eyes and the glimmer of his lips i let him do it one last time. anything for him. anything to not feel alone again.
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
i guess it's not that bad
but the other night i woke up with bruises because i was dreaming about him- i torture myself for him, and he repays me with more, yet it's difficult for me to understand how deep the scars are when i don't feel any of them- blinded by the shine of his eyes and the glimmer of his lips i let him do it one last time. anything for him. anything to not feel alone again.
dara
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 2:22 PM UTC
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