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it's knocking on my teeth begging to let out a scream, it's scratching my ribcage trying to puncture a lung, it's having a tea party in the bottom of my stomach, it has guests, they see me, I can't stop grinding my teeth, I have to keep counting my breaths, my stomach is begging for relief please go away please go away please go away
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
anxiety is my stalker
it's knocking on my teeth begging to let out a scream, it's scratching my ribcage trying to puncture a lung, it's having a tea party in the bottom of my stomach, it has guests, they see me, I can't stop grinding my teeth, I have to keep counting my breaths, my stomach is begging for relief please go away please go away please go away
alexandre-uhh
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
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