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I know you’re up thinking about the past and… frankly i can’t blame you, the past is where you run to incase you feel alone in your bedroom and feeling alone is what you’re into you’re attracted to the pity people gave you for feeling differently in pains that harbored you, it hurts but its true, I see you listen to the things you know hurt you and you think you’re haunted by the past you purposely think so your hurt will resume, you’re drugged by heartbreak because you've been broken into but no mater the amount of times you **** you, you will never end your sorrows because they’ve become one with you.
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Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:58 AM UTC
Dear a hopeless romantic,
I know you’re up thinking about the past and… frankly i can’t blame you, the past is where you run to incase you feel alone in your bedroom and feeling alone is what you’re into you’re attracted to the pity people gave you for feeling differently in pains that harbored you, it hurts but its true, I see you listen to the things you know hurt you and you think you’re haunted by the past you purposely think so your hurt will resume, you’re drugged by heartbreak because you've been broken into but no mater the amount of times you **** you, you will never end your sorrows because they’ve become one with you.
Sometimes we all feel the pain of life and sometimes people get immersed in it, and after so much hurt. All they can feel is more hurt, a hopeless romantic, someone who hurts for the pleasure to feel better.
#isaiah#chavez
Nxhxmiah
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Nxhxmiah
23/M/California
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 4:58 AM UTC
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