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answers to the question i was never asked yes, my brain is on fire it burns at a million degrees all those mistakes that I’m made of are slowly breaking free like pompeji i‘m buried underneath the ashes suffocate me, still, even if no one else can see
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Jul 14, 2022
Jul 14, 2022 at 5:42 PM UTC
i still suffer
answers to the question i was never asked yes, my brain is on fire it burns at a million degrees all those mistakes that I’m made of are slowly breaking free like pompeji i‘m buried underneath the ashes suffocate me, still, even if no one else can see
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Jul 14, 2022
Jul 14, 2022 at 5:42 PM UTC
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