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losing a year to the things I now fear, the type of things that make murky water look clear. The things that relieved me, for a short period of time, are the same things that made me feel like I was losing my mind. the things that tended to numb, my achy little pains, the things that made me personalized shackles and chains. If I had been asked my name, I'd say I forgot. These things are addictive, so try not to get caught. caught in the cycle of using bad things, because addiction is painful and is caused by these things
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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 5:43 PM UTC
Bad Things (Addiction Awareness)
losing a year to the things I now fear, the type of things that make murky water look clear. The things that relieved me, for a short period of time, are the same things that made me feel like I was losing my mind. the things that tended to numb, my achy little pains, the things that made me personalized shackles and chains. If I had been asked my name, I'd say I forgot. These things are addictive, so try not to get caught. caught in the cycle of using bad things, because addiction is painful and is caused by these things
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Mar 30, 2026 at 5:43 PM UTC
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