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someone else. maybe that would help me move on. drugs. maybe that would **** enough brain cells, specifically the ones hanging on to you. bleach. maybe that would clean my brain from any remnants of you. a concussion. maybe that would keep me from thinking of you. a lobotomy. maybe that would make me forget you for a bit. a coma. maybe that would be enough to escape you. anything. maybe i would do literally anything to stop myself from thinking about you.
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 4:32 PM UTC
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someone else. maybe that would help me move on. drugs. maybe that would **** enough brain cells, specifically the ones hanging on to you. bleach. maybe that would clean my brain from any remnants of you. a concussion. maybe that would keep me from thinking of you. a lobotomy. maybe that would make me forget you for a bit. a coma. maybe that would be enough to escape you. anything. maybe i would do literally anything to stop myself from thinking about you.
this is so tragic.
aubreyanne
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Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 4:32 PM UTC
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