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Coping

we hang out at bars and drink and laugh and cry and fight the conversations I have with myself to make sure I'm able to do these things with you guys I set aside the red inside because if I bare my sleeve what will that do but inconvenience the simplicity of it all so I talk it through and pretend it's you I'm talking to catharsis is a feeling I am familiar with even if it is a feeling I feel on my own if I told you that I feel then it would all get too real we congregate to escape I get that but then when I am alone it feels like a trap and I can't escape that
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Izzy0103
20 / M
Published
Aug 14, 2023
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#anger#love#friendship
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