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A body cradled in a nightly cocoon of blankets and self-loathing. A contact list full of numbers in which calls go straight to voicemail. An explosive cocktail of one part perfection and three parts depression, with an overdose of cheap coffee. A personality of anti-anxiety pills and choked down insanity, with a side order of slit wrists. An A+ on your history test, smudged with tears and smuggled ***** A sleeping tablet. A mind like a room with the blinds down for weeks, a smile like a gunshot in the darkness. A broken tape recorder of one missed calls, of slammed doors, of smeared lipstick in front of a mirror sparking with tears. A cigarette for every sin, a dollar for every broken dream. A full wallet. A brain like a twisted forest path, a sketchbook full of scratched pencil marks, a screaming teacher at the end of every class. A daughter of the human manifestations of nine-to-five jobs with a pension scheme and insurance. A carefully maintained vocabulary of whiplash sarcasm and blank stares. A graduating member from a class of 'Congratulations on Getting the **** Over Yourself.' A bullet.
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Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
here, have some existential dread.
A body cradled in a nightly cocoon of blankets and self-loathing. A contact list full of numbers in which calls go straight to voicemail. An explosive cocktail of one part perfection and three parts depression, with an overdose of cheap coffee. A personality of anti-anxiety pills and choked down insanity, with a side order of slit wrists. An A+ on your history test, smudged with tears and smuggled ***** A sleeping tablet. A mind like a room with the blinds down for weeks, a smile like a gunshot in the darkness. A broken tape recorder of one missed calls, of slammed doors, of smeared lipstick in front of a mirror sparking with tears. A cigarette for every sin, a dollar for every broken dream. A full wallet. A brain like a twisted forest path, a sketchbook full of scratched pencil marks, a screaming teacher at the end of every class. A daughter of the human manifestations of nine-to-five jobs with a pension scheme and insurance. A carefully maintained vocabulary of whiplash sarcasm and blank stares. A graduating member from a class of 'Congratulations on Getting the **** Over Yourself.' A bullet.
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Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 12:12 PM UTC
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