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I can feel the words aching to escape. I trace the lines on my own skin, I wish I could apologize for all the hate that I give. Stuck between a rock and a hard place and the joke is that I'm both. It's all fun and games until I realize I'm slowly tearing myself apart just like the wallpaper in the new house ripping away and exposing the layers Ugliness. I'm raw Bent Plunging deeper digging this hole that I'll soon be stuck in Lazy ****
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC
1.31.19
I can feel the words aching to escape. I trace the lines on my own skin, I wish I could apologize for all the hate that I give. Stuck between a rock and a hard place and the joke is that I'm both. It's all fun and games until I realize I'm slowly tearing myself apart just like the wallpaper in the new house ripping away and exposing the layers Ugliness. I'm raw Bent Plunging deeper digging this hole that I'll soon be stuck in Lazy ****
originally written on 1.31.19
selujx
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selujx
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Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 12:55 AM UTC
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