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May 2022
i feel stupid because those that lived before me suffered much greater
but still
my organs are failing
i can’t breathe in the humid temperature
suffocated girl, poor girl
loneliness might not be the biggest issue
but it hurts
as much as a whip or a quick beating
sadness feels like an eternal weight placed upon your chest
who says this can’t be serious?
today is rough
and i’m so sick of having to say that everyday

5/9/22
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
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