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Mar 29
I may be overwhelmed
Tears may be drowning my face
May have my lungs heaving
My heart being pure acid
Burning a hole through me
And the only escape
Is when I can't hear anything but my music
Ears suffocating
Bleeding
Yet I don't care
Allow me
To take
My headphones
And make my eardrums bust

Allow me
To fulfill
My escape
oh yeah, a little ***** of a mosquito bit me when it's spring. IT'S LITERALLY IN MY INNER THIGH AND ITS REALLY BIG. ******* hate these little *****. There's more mosquitoes biting me than people being in love with me (which is surprisingly so)
Kai
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Kai  13/F/your mom's house
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