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I really need to see someone, this is getting out of hand My bedsheets have not been washed in weeks. I would rather not speak- about the laundry, stacked so high because my mind is occupied. Where is my pride? Medication bottles stay empty because a doctors visit is far too complex How has he stayed? Why hasn’t he left? He is rare, handmade. I really need to see someone, before I simply fade. ~ shay
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 9:06 AM UTC
I really need to see someone
I really need to see someone, this is getting out of hand My bedsheets have not been washed in weeks. I would rather not speak- about the laundry, stacked so high because my mind is occupied. Where is my pride? Medication bottles stay empty because a doctors visit is far too complex How has he stayed? Why hasn’t he left? He is rare, handmade. I really need to see someone, before I simply fade. ~ shay
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Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 9:06 AM UTC
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