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My biggest fear is to die and not know anything.

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Every second is heavy. It pushes down on every inch of the body until one of two things happen. The person pushes back with just as much force or the person crumbles to the ground. Laying there in their own filth, they daydream about how they think they were suppose to be and very few realize in those moments of self-induced delusions that they’re the ones in control of their lives ,not the ones that try to beat every bit of extraordinary creativity and individualism out of that person’s existence.

Quote from a book I’ll never write

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I was taught ,at a young age, that a bottle wrapped in a brown bag is the key to self- preservation .

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It’s hard for me to get credit for changing out in P.E. Because everything thing I own is black and looks exactly the same. Me:* changes from black skinny jeans and a tee shirt to black workout pants and a tee shirt.*

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Me: This lifetime is suffocating.

Him: Well lets suffocate together.

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I’ve always wondered how I can have someone intertwined in my fingers, and yet I still feel like I’m miles and miles away.

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I wish I could feel your hands on my shoulders and the presence of encouraging whispers in my ear when I'm down on my knees covered in filth. - Clichediction

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Anxiety

I hear bells , yet my ears are not allured by angelic melodies that pacify my being. I hear bells that rot my ears from thoughtless witticism creating belief that hearing is no longer a gift. I see birds soaring high in the sky with incredible physique. Unrestraint. And I reach out , arms trembling, searching.. Yearning for rapture but I am shunned by my own fear that digs its claws into my skin and won't like go. I feel the deaf, bitter waves that wash over every inch of my skin extinguishing my ambitions and I wonder can I make it out this way?

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