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7 march

I walk the streets like I’m drunk, I feel unseen, invisible.

People around me can’t stop to make me feel like my existence is only in relation to my money, if I don’t have any then I’m not there, i don’t exist. 

Its so absurd to me, all of this bullshit mean nothing, why do i have to put up with all of that?

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يحزن ان حرية التعبير هنا ما تقدر تلاقيها الا فالانترنت

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28feb

i wrote a 500 words page about my day to post it here, but who does that?

its a campy piece of literature tho, telling the story of a group of queer friends navigating an experience of a fever dream, from the perspective of a methed up narrator.

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Daddy

A little gravestone sits right besides you, for the innocent, young and full of life boy that you raised. There’s a lot more that i wanna type down and post to oblivion

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Untitled

i think I overdosed on clarity

i kept blowing that pipe until i blew my sanity away, and now I’m wondering what happened to all the never agains i kept saying over and over again and again until it became meaningless

i used to be like this and it hurts so much to witness it happen again and i just turned a blind eye to all the red flags and lines, I crossed my own lines and it left me wondering if i will ever heal again

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Unemployment core ⛓️

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cause all the music u loved at 16 u will grow out of