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she walks in says         "i have a splitting headache" and then retreats to her room, too long sweatpants dragging on the floor. and i wonder if it's the same kind of headache i get when i can't stop thinking about the                 past                 present                 future until all i know is that i don't want to be breathing                               living                              correctly pumping blood                              from my heart                              to the rest of                              my body. i wonder if she gets those kind of headaches that the over-the-counter stuff can never                          soothe.
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
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she walks in says         "i have a splitting headache" and then retreats to her room, too long sweatpants dragging on the floor. and i wonder if it's the same kind of headache i get when i can't stop thinking about the                 past                 present                 future until all i know is that i don't want to be breathing                               living                              correctly pumping blood                              from my heart                              to the rest of                              my body. i wonder if she gets those kind of headaches that the over-the-counter stuff can never                          soothe.
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 8:16 PM UTC
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