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That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points ...
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If i could redo the last two years of my life i would have swallowed fifteen more pills so at least that when i was rotting in the hospital ...
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You don’t miss me. And I’m trying to be okay with that.
You never asked why I slept until 5pm on the weekends or why I hadn’t been going to school in two weeks or why my hands were always sh...
I want to take back every time I stayed quiet because I made myself believe it was better to be invisible.
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I used to think I was overreacting. now I realize it was just a normal reaction to an abnormal amount of bullshit.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind hi...
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There are days where I am okay and there are days where I feel nothing at all. And there are days where I fall apart without even knowing ...
I remember not wanting to get out of bed, and everyone yelling at me to stop going to sleep so late. But it wasn’t that, I was not tired at ...
Was it hard letting go of him? It was, and it wasn’t because I missed him, because who he is right now isn’t who I miss, I don&r...
And I’m in love with you. And it’s not because it’s 12am at night and I haven’t slept in over two days. It’s because I am truly inconvenient...