sometimes i sit up in bed and imagine a disease coming to eat away all the leftovers of who i used to be. who i am beneath my skin. i want sickness without pain, or the clarity following a ravaging storm without the destruction. i want what i can't have, and i want it insatiably. i want, more than anything, to be unrecognizable.
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lilli
it be like that sometimes
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yeh
by noa; ; Report