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by itwouldfeellikethis

I thought that By the age of eighteen I would be happy But I still feel empty I still scratch my legs until they are red I still cry in the shower until I am numb I still havent figured out everything yet.
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itwouldfeellikethis
19 / F / The Netherlands
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Written by
itwouldfeellikethis
19 / F / The Netherlands
Published
Jul 7, 2020
Time
1m
Notes

I still ache and that won’t change by just turning eighteen

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#sad#eighteen#birthday#empty#happy#change#numb
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