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6:45am

i love when it's so cold

outside

it hurts to breathe

i feel small and meaningless

like i don't belong

and i have to fight to

be where i am

 

i am positive

i've never in my life run to

see the sun rise

before

i am the antithesis of a morning person

in my bones i know i cannot fall asleep before midnight--

it's a waste

everything fun happens after midnight--

i'm only running now because

i ****** up my sleep schedule so badly

i've made a full circle

from normal to nocturnal and back again

i hope i can see it through

 

i've been letting myself fall asleep whenever i want

usually 7am-3pm

then for some reason i fall asleep watching cartoons

8pm-midnight

then up again

rinse, repeat

 

i have bruises on my thighs

from vitamin C deficiency

i've probably gone three shades paler

hiding from the sun for weeks

in my self-exile

 

i don't feel like i'm falling apart

going crazy

but all the signs are there

who is there to save me from myself?

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janet-li
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Nov 22, 2014
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