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im crying tears stain my blotched cheeks your hands are the only thing i want i need. your hands are the only things i can’t have. why do i do this? why can’t i be okay? maybe, if you held me, i wouldn’t be this way. im crying my head is nothing but a weight crushing my neck. my hands are useless waving and shaking longing for your touch. if only you were here if only you loved me as i love you maybe, maybe, i wouldn’t be crying
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
crying
im crying tears stain my blotched cheeks your hands are the only thing i want i need. your hands are the only things i can’t have. why do i do this? why can’t i be okay? maybe, if you held me, i wouldn’t be this way. im crying my head is nothing but a weight crushing my neck. my hands are useless waving and shaking longing for your touch. if only you were here if only you loved me as i love you maybe, maybe, i wouldn’t be crying
i am not very happy
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 6:55 AM UTC
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