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Feb 2014
The monster inside my head makes me think such vicious thoughts
But the thing is, I kind ot agree with it.
More than kind of.
My insides are boiling.
The anger and hate are literally eating me alive.
I can't stand it.
Can we not get through one day,
One day withoutΒ Β me feeling this way.
The monster is telling me you don't care
About me in the least.
I agree.
But then again the monster *is me.
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harlee kae  Elsewhere
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