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I want to wallow in the deep red ***** of self-hatred not mainly because I want to but because I've got no choice anyway. It's comforting warmth has been my safe space in this world full of polite people demanding you to stop being so naked, to cover ****** parts of you with thin white suffocating ******* I'm going crazy my works don't make any sense anymore.
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Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
self-hate
I want to wallow in the deep red ***** of self-hatred not mainly because I want to but because I've got no choice anyway. It's comforting warmth has been my safe space in this world full of polite people demanding you to stop being so naked, to cover ****** parts of you with thin white suffocating ******* I'm going crazy my works don't make any sense anymore.
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Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 12:47 AM UTC
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