Pills no longer lace your words with kindness, I’m left fighting for you against demons you created.
You ask me for empathy.
But I can’t pretend
Watching you **** yourself
Isn’t also slowly
Killing me.
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 2:49 AM UTC
Pills no longer lace your words with kindness, I’m left fighting for you against demons you created.
You ask me for empathy.
But I can’t pretend
Watching you **** yourself
Isn’t also slowly
Killing me.
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