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november/january

by elsa12

it doesn’t snow here but i feel the cold stinging my cheeks just the same (it’s good because the leaves don’t fall from the trees. i don’t like watching everything around me die) my mom doesn’t sleep in my bed and she doesn’t notice the bad days (at least i’m allowed to cry in peace now.) the bags under my eyes are more permanent now (i guess i can only sleep when I’m bleeding.)
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Jan 15, 2019
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