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i cannot seem to find any air when i am with you .                                     .                                       . so i try to make myself anew, and then push myself out into a world where i find that then i cannot breathe, and so when you hit me, instead of laughing, i just choke , and instead, when i feel water in my lungs, i heave instead of hiccuping, and finally understand why i am not the favorite child. .
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 5:15 AM UTC
crying is so unbecoming when those you love do not care
i cannot seem to find any air when i am with you .                                     .                                       . so i try to make myself anew, and then push myself out into a world where i find that then i cannot breathe, and so when you hit me, instead of laughing, i just choke , and instead, when i feel water in my lungs, i heave instead of hiccuping, and finally understand why i am not the favorite child. .
Im actually an only child. Im so angry at my ex right now it’s unbelievable. If I could **** him I would. The line “not the favorite child” has been a theme I continuously end up up coming back to. It’s strange.
unlovedprincess
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Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 5:15 AM UTC
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