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by gabriella-torres

The things you said the night before last, felt like venom echoing in my head The way I talk to myself The way I'd treated myself The way I think of myself... I hated hearing it in your voice. But it was all true. so You think this way of me too. I am "running in circles," I am "depressed," I have been all my life. It is in fact "all I know..." and yes, it is "scary." Now we're "in this together. " Something I never wanted. I never wanted to scare you. I wanted to be everything I know I am not for you Are we good for each other? Why is it so easy to be mean? You said I made you feel this way before too. "Plenty times before." I couldn't describe how I felt, but you took the words from my mouth I didn't even have to spell it out for you this time Yes I was empty and so I guess you were too I wanted to die. I never want to make you feel worthless or empty. I still love you, even after you made me hate myself even more a true testament For a moment you were a living breathing manifestation of my self-loathing I guess that's why I feel comfortable I felt so comfortable last night when we were sitting on my bed with my legs wrapped around you my head was on your chest I wanted to cry I love the way you make me feel worthless why did each kiss feel like a goodbye You're the only one who knows me
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Jan 21, 2016
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mid 2015 was wild

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