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Hypocrite. Bipolar. Soul destroying. One rule for you, another for me. *** Kettle. Black. The words I wish I had the courage to say when you carve away at my soul one word at a time.
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
*** Kettle. Black
Hypocrite. Bipolar. Soul destroying. One rule for you, another for me. *** Kettle. Black. The words I wish I had the courage to say when you carve away at my soul one word at a time.
When words hurt more than actions. The words you can never take back.
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Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
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