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He came inside of me a year ago tomorrow He didn’t want to stay and now I’m filled with so much sorrow Why can’t you see me? How does it feel to **** a ghost? Do you know how it feels to feel invisible? You dumped your emotions on me and then you dumped your load You unpacked your baggage and left it on the floor I tripped and fell over it and then I wanted more I’ll admit, My judgment is poor...
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
January 11, 2018
You used to only make $225 in a week Now you can’t make $225 last a week What is happening here? You swore that if you made more you would be responsible and stable And yet here you are Barely able to stop reaching for your credit card Barely able to stop spending your money and your time Fixated on things you don’t need You promised that if you made more money you would be responsible and stable But here you are Barely able to maintain And filled with greed... (Consistent financial irresponsibility is a form of self-harm and addiction)
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Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
Bank Account