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by she-speaks-fiction

They tell me Absence makes the heart grow fonder but I hate you. Walking under a ladder is bad for the soul but I like to. Don't break a mirror you'll have bad luck I broke them all so I could no longer see. Don't do drugs Why? I was hoping it would kill this monster in my bloodstream. Don't inject I'm dependent on everything else. Don't cry but I don't paint my face.
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May 28, 2014
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#love#heart#sadness#drugs#tears#society#mirror#destruction#rules#guidelines
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