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by @LactoseIntollerantScorpio

July 23rd, Tuesday dial tone ringing Hello? Hi there, how are you feeling? **I feel like I'm going to explode. My mind wont stop racing. My heart won't stop aching. Mistakes that I'm making Keep eating me alive.** Just take a deep breath, tell me why. **I'm a huge fucking joke. Ask me why again and I'll choke. My vision is clouded with smoke and my fragile walls are breaking.** You're not a joke, all you need to do is breathe. Once the air fills your lungs, you'll be able to see-- **See what? That karma is a bitch? That my lies make people's skin itch? I know that I'm absolutely worthless. I know, I know. I deserve this.** No! No, you're not worthless! You just need-- Click Dial tone -The Shriveled, Dead Spider.
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LactoseIntollerantScorpio
24 / F
For You?
Written by
LactoseIntollerantScorpio
24 / F
Published
Jul 23, 2019
Time
2m
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See you in another life, maybe.

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