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you only call when you need something from me and you only approach me when it is convenient and you only think to make me your first choice when no one else is there for you to attach yourself to and you push push push me away only to pull me back and guilt me into believing it was solely my fault, it was my fault and i am wrong again and you are quick to shut my seemingly lonesome opinions down and you tell me that i am simply unnecessary and  that i am nothing but unwanted noise and unacceptable thoughts and actions that deserve to be neglected and scrutinized the blows you inflict upon me run deeper than the gashes any knife could create and every word feels exactly like rubbing salt in an open wound and you do not have the slightest clue. t.m.
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
wounds
you only call when you need something from me and you only approach me when it is convenient and you only think to make me your first choice when no one else is there for you to attach yourself to and you push push push me away only to pull me back and guilt me into believing it was solely my fault, it was my fault and i am wrong again and you are quick to shut my seemingly lonesome opinions down and you tell me that i am simply unnecessary and  that i am nothing but unwanted noise and unacceptable thoughts and actions that deserve to be neglected and scrutinized the blows you inflict upon me run deeper than the gashes any knife could create and every word feels exactly like rubbing salt in an open wound and you do not have the slightest clue. t.m.
so why do i still come back around?
tmm
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
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