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Oct 2016
I don't want to relapse
But honestly I don't care
I want it drink *****
I have nothing to lose
I want someone to **** me
And pull my hair

I want to never eat again
Or run far far away
I want to cut my body into a million pieces
I want to be ashamed

I want to eat 4 pizzas
And I want to cry
I want to sleep for a week
And I want to die

I never want to bathe myself
And I never want to leave my house
But I want to never be alone
And I want a family and a spouse

I don't give a **** about my grades
Just leave me by myself
I just want to get out and party
But I also have a gun hidden on the bookshelf

I want to drive my car
And never stop
I want to do ******* drugs
And get arrested by the cops

I want to cut off all my hair
Get tattoos and piercings
I want to become a ******
I want to jump off a building

I want to get help
But perhaps
This time I'll die
And have it be my last relapse
NOT SUICIDAL
Isabel M Daza
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Isabel M Daza  Iowa
(Iowa)   
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