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Lack of sleep has me writing. That mixed with jack and coca cola. Sitting in the chaos of a bar. Silent. Writing. This. This is what I live for. And I wonder why I constantly hold on to people Longer than I should. I give too many chances. I take too much abuse. But there's this secret, About me. I'm addicted to pain. So I surround myself with People Who just ******* destroy me. And I keep coming back for more.. Like a good little girl. Keep your mouth shut and ******* obey. Pray. Pray To a higher ******* God than yourself, For a change. I pray every day. Just to breathe. I feel insane. Like I said, Lack of sleep. I hope I breathe. Tomorrow..
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May 1, 2024
May 1, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
The Bar
Lack of sleep has me writing. That mixed with jack and coca cola. Sitting in the chaos of a bar. Silent. Writing. This. This is what I live for. And I wonder why I constantly hold on to people Longer than I should. I give too many chances. I take too much abuse. But there's this secret, About me. I'm addicted to pain. So I surround myself with People Who just ******* destroy me. And I keep coming back for more.. Like a good little girl. Keep your mouth shut and ******* obey. Pray. Pray To a higher ******* God than yourself, For a change. I pray every day. Just to breathe. I feel insane. Like I said, Lack of sleep. I hope I breathe. Tomorrow..
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Biscuit1389
May 1, 2024
May 1, 2024 at 10:29 AM UTC
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