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hugs are just another form of abandonment

by hiraetx

people's touch always burns and hugs are so fucking short-lived. i hate them. what is the point if u are not going to hold me for the whole night while i stain every shirt and organ. no point. hugs are just another form of abandonment. understanding can be found on the inside - i will say to myself and others. but inside there is only the stale air of tonight, an image of a teenager kicking an ill kitten, me as a child and people's quiet, strong contempt towards me. i feel lied to. and the beach of tomorrow is my last sanctuary
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Feb 8, 2022
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#sad#hearbreak#personal
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