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This feeling of listlessness, makes me want to sink my nails into my skin and claw it off. It makes me want to rip my hair from its roots. I need to get out, I need my skeleton to split the seams of this flesh and I need it to run. I need to run.
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Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
restless
This feeling of listlessness, makes me want to sink my nails into my skin and claw it off. It makes me want to rip my hair from its roots. I need to get out, I need my skeleton to split the seams of this flesh and I need it to run. I need to run.
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21/F/Ireland
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
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