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Jan 2021
i want to say i got better.
i want to say i can look at a bottle and think of only the dosage.
i want to say i can eat a meal without puking until my lungs lack air.
i want to say my arms and legs are clear.
but whats the point in lying anymore.
everyone knows im lying, they just dont care.
or maybe im to good at hiding it.
Mikey
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Mikey  18/Trans/my bed
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