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My hands are shaking pulse rushing heart beat-beating vision blurring speech slurring dropping slowly to the ground. In and out of consciousness devil's words blackness faces crowding halos glowing fading into nothing now.
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Passed Out
My hands are shaking pulse rushing heart beat-beating vision blurring speech slurring dropping slowly to the ground. In and out of consciousness devil's words blackness faces crowding halos glowing fading into nothing now.
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25/Genderqueer/Pennsylvania
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
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