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Dec 2018
i thought i'd die,
yet i still suffer.​
our hearts starve
our hands bleed
i wanted us
i needed you
you "loved" me
and i thought i did.​
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Jenn
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Jenn  23/F/Woodstock
(23/F/Woodstock)   
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