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because this may be my very last breath my fingers are curling around a match box and I set myself on fire but only on the inside and I want all of you to know that you are flint or matches of kerosene. you are ravenous. I can taste my self-pity when you tear my skin apart in the hallways. sometimes I pull my sleeves to cover my fingers becayse before you know it, they will rip your eyes clean out of their sockets. yes, I see you staring at me like i’m the reason you gained 10 pounds this semester, or the reason you failed that test. I don’t care if you think my teeth are crooked. I am not a zoo animal, keep your grimy paws off of me, and don’t speak to my as if i’m the ants crawling on your countertops while speaking to me as if I just gave you the only thing you’ve ever looked at more closely than you’ve been looking at everyone here.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
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because this may be my very last breath my fingers are curling around a match box and I set myself on fire but only on the inside and I want all of you to know that you are flint or matches of kerosene. you are ravenous. I can taste my self-pity when you tear my skin apart in the hallways. sometimes I pull my sleeves to cover my fingers becayse before you know it, they will rip your eyes clean out of their sockets. yes, I see you staring at me like i’m the reason you gained 10 pounds this semester, or the reason you failed that test. I don’t care if you think my teeth are crooked. I am not a zoo animal, keep your grimy paws off of me, and don’t speak to my as if i’m the ants crawling on your countertops while speaking to me as if I just gave you the only thing you’ve ever looked at more closely than you’ve been looking at everyone here.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
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