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May 2017
it's easy to starve yourself
it's easier to starve when she starved you of love
you count your **** ups like i count my calories
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
it starts to become addictive
and just like your love
that emptiness swallows me whole
and sometimes i can't tell if it's hunger
or maybe it's the hollow feeling of abandonment
but i just can't seem to tell them apart anymore
anonymous
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anonymous  19/F/hell
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   Glassmuncher
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