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Fifteen Is the first slap in the face and the last "I love you" Is the reason for 3 years of therapy and 5 different psychiatrists Is the bruised eyes and the cut up arms Is what all my nightmares are about Is why I spent the past 5 years planning ways to **** myself Is the reason it takes two pills and a shot of ***** to leave my house Is the "no one else is to blame but you" Fifteen is the age I lost my innocence.
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Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
fifteen
Fifteen Is the first slap in the face and the last "I love you" Is the reason for 3 years of therapy and 5 different psychiatrists Is the bruised eyes and the cut up arms Is what all my nightmares are about Is why I spent the past 5 years planning ways to **** myself Is the reason it takes two pills and a shot of ***** to leave my house Is the "no one else is to blame but you" Fifteen is the age I lost my innocence.
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Jul 3, 2014 at 11:43 PM UTC
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