"every time I try weed I'm gay"
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warm embraces traces along the depths of my core, I have tied every piece of my entire being into spending the rest of eternity with you, my heart, my love, I want to experience this electricity in ways that no one ever has with you, I want it to shock me to my very core, to make me new. I want to feel you from the inside out, I want to dig deep into your flesh, and carve this letter into your bon... » Continue Reading
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my coffee the same color as your skin, I cant help but wonder if you feel just as warm don't you wish I could be gone? I'm so sorry for loving you, I don't know what's in my head » Continue Reading
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well, I moved past all that. shocker right? I don't need to be burned to not freeze to death and I think that's the smartest realization I've ever had to come to. I'm not going to be hurt anymore. I'm better at protecting myself and protecting those who deserve my love and I am determined to finally be better. (I'm sorry I keep messaging you I'm sorry I keep thinking about everything that happened... » Continue Reading
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this Denver heat wave doesn't keep me from freezing to death, although you sometimes make my insides warm, you make me feel hollow and empty by the time you're finished. without even a second thought, I have gifted you with the one thing that I have sworn to protect my whole life. I have given up entirely who I am just to love. I am no longer me, I am genetically programmed to be everything you wa... » Continue Reading
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drinking to forget is the same as sober to remember, both are equally disappointing and sad and you'll regret whatever you did either way, no matter how much is in that cup, or how much Gatorade you drink, the dried sweat never washes off, the feeling never washes off, there's nothing left to swallow and I've already left this earth. music doesn't brighten the mood, it just makes you pick up where... » Continue Reading
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im not trying to be a problem, but at the same time it feels amazing. flying 90 in a 45 with nothing in my system but 3 (2 (1)) shots of something that you never wanted for me, but since when have you given a shit? my wires have begun to stick out and fray and they snap and crackle under the wetness of your tears when you ask me to just go away, to stop watching over your dreams, to stop plaguing ... » Continue Reading
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for some reason I cant stop fantasizing about rejecting the apologies that I know wont ever come. you have to choose between loving me and staying alive » Continue Reading
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inhale and exhale but you breathe more water than you throw it up. you're hurting yourself by trying to save yourself but God knows you cant control it, so you continue. you're lost at sea and your legs are beginning to hurt and keeping yourself alive becomes exhausting. your lungs are full of freezing salt water and your throat burns, but for some reason, you have never felt more at peace you ca... » Continue Reading
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im standing completely by myself on the wide space of the entire earth, everything is completely silent except the quiet whirring of my brain. I cant feel anything, I cant feel the grass beneath my feet or the freezing rain beginning to trickle down my face. and then I die. » Continue Reading
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the fists that pummeled your innocent skin as a kid may not have left physical scars, but sure as hell left emotional scars. have you ever thought about how we are only our brains wearing a flesh coat? I worry, I feel scared, Im stuck in a jar and there's no holes, and my brain has lost its coat. I don't know who I see who in the mirror anymore and it sure as hell isn't me. when I was a kid, I u... » Continue Reading
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you can scoff and stare all you want but nothing will change the fact that the moon falls and the stars set and there's not a single moment I don't think about how things could have gone differently sometimes it almost kinda feels like old scars rip themselves open every time we lock eyes. I cant tell if I want more or want it to end I'm not empathetic, I'm angry » Continue Reading
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sure there's plenty of fish in the sea, but yknow what else is in the sea? plastic bags. sharks. ugly looking creatures. huge scary squids. yeah. you are not safe and the giant squids will eat you if you venture too deep. pinky promise. » Continue Reading
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