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I'm so sick of being Little Tiny Accused of not understanding Told that I will understand as I get older As I grow It makes me want to take the advice you gave me and use it To make my table even. Maybe burn it in the fireplace for warmth or laugh at it when I'm down to make myself feel better. Give it to my dog to chase or shove it in the attic with all the useless things I own Because I have told you so many times before I will not shut myself off the way you do and become numb to everything I think will drag me under. I'm going to stand over it with my foot against it's throat and tell it to **** off, whether it's my fears or my anxiety or my doubts I'm going to chase it with a match and burn it alive or put a bag over it's head until it stops telling me what the **** I'm going to do.
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Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
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I'm so sick of being Little Tiny Accused of not understanding Told that I will understand as I get older As I grow It makes me want to take the advice you gave me and use it To make my table even. Maybe burn it in the fireplace for warmth or laugh at it when I'm down to make myself feel better. Give it to my dog to chase or shove it in the attic with all the useless things I own Because I have told you so many times before I will not shut myself off the way you do and become numb to everything I think will drag me under. I'm going to stand over it with my foot against it's throat and tell it to **** off, whether it's my fears or my anxiety or my doubts I'm going to chase it with a match and burn it alive or put a bag over it's head until it stops telling me what the **** I'm going to do.
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Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
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