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“i’m ticklish. but don’t take that to heart.” “okay.” “i mean it, don’t remember it.” “already forgotten.” “glad we’re on the same page.” “we’ve been on that page since we first met.” - i want to get so drunk that i can’t remember my own first name and my face starts to feel so numb that i forget where i am, what i’m doing, where i’m going, and who you are. but i’m too scared to lose control. - my best friend keeps a list of all of my bad decisions. i haven’t made a good one yet. she showed it to me today and i felt an overwhelming sadness for all of my could-have-beens. - i hate happy people because i’m so unbearably unhappy that seeing someone else happy makes me feel like there’s a forest fire spreading through my insides. - i think i’m lonely because i’m alone most of the time, but even when someone is holding my hand, i can’t seem to hold onto it in return. - i spend my days kissing frogs and dreaming of princes but i am a myriad of last first dates. - “i’ve been missing you a little lately." - you’ve become a void i’m trying to fill.
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
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“i’m ticklish. but don’t take that to heart.” “okay.” “i mean it, don’t remember it.” “already forgotten.” “glad we’re on the same page.” “we’ve been on that page since we first met.” - i want to get so drunk that i can’t remember my own first name and my face starts to feel so numb that i forget where i am, what i’m doing, where i’m going, and who you are. but i’m too scared to lose control. - my best friend keeps a list of all of my bad decisions. i haven’t made a good one yet. she showed it to me today and i felt an overwhelming sadness for all of my could-have-beens. - i hate happy people because i’m so unbearably unhappy that seeing someone else happy makes me feel like there’s a forest fire spreading through my insides. - i think i’m lonely because i’m alone most of the time, but even when someone is holding my hand, i can’t seem to hold onto it in return. - i spend my days kissing frogs and dreaming of princes but i am a myriad of last first dates. - “i’ve been missing you a little lately." - you’ve become a void i’m trying to fill.
traycee
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 1:39 AM UTC
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