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Nov 2018
my heart is wrung out
and exhausted
i know that neither fake teeth
nor grisly scars
are innocent in this home
but the good news is that it’s not really
a home anymore
so you don’t have to worry
about that.
m. he’s going to be the ******* end of you and you won’t listen when i tell you he’s lighting a match at the end of your rope.
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alex  22/Non-binary
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