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Sep 2015
Trying not to cry at 01:01am because everything feels wrong and and I don't know how to feel right. I just want a distraction, a disaster, a drug like you that will keep me numb.
Why do I care so much?
What good does it do?
To lie to myself,
Pretend you love me too?
Drug me.
Do something.
Anything.
#love #pain #cry #hurt #wrong #drug #nothing #numb #feel
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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