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numb i live here a hidey-hole all my own. i pull out the blankets over my scars. immerse my mind in fake realities. saturate my pain in vicarious compassion. pull the curtains, so i cannot see. the jagged holes you ripped from me.
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Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
Dead & Bloated
numb i live here a hidey-hole all my own. i pull out the blankets over my scars. immerse my mind in fake realities. saturate my pain in vicarious compassion. pull the curtains, so i cannot see. the jagged holes you ripped from me.
after i got dumped like a piece of **** i went into complete Supernatural fangirl mode, and watched all the series, every night, for two months. i found immense comfort in the brother's compassion for each other, something i had been deprived of for a long time.
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Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
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