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The dried tears under my eyes are a reminder of what happened and all i felt and continue to feel
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Im guessing if i was Canadian i would be laying completely naked and sweating like a swimming pool amount of sweat
florida spring with no temperature controlling device in my room is like: Put on the hoodie im cold. Take off hoodie im hot. Get under blanket and put on hoodie cause its kinda cold. I need to take off the hoodie. Blanket is fine. Nevermind but im gonna stay under it anyway.
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florida spring with no temperature controlling device in my room is like: Put on the hoodie im cold. Take off hoodie im hot. Get under blanket and put on hoodie cause its kinda cold. I need to take off the hoodie. Blanket is fine. Nevermind but im gonna stay under it anyway.
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Honestly so scared of anal. Like, wdym you want to put it up my butt. ):
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In years I'll look through all my old writings and prolly cry. I hope I can just have compassion for myself still in the future. Recently, when I write poems the you is actually me. Makes me feel better to know that at least one person is writing poems for me, even if it's just me. No one has done that for me or maybe I haven't done it for me before. I'm still feeling pretty rough recently. I cried just a couple days ago cause of a guy. It was stupid. Crying isn't that bad though, especially when I just get to be alone during it. I'm okay. Laying in my bed at night in the dark makes me feel so good, like I'm at the bottom of the ocean.
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For a bit I was really scared of being alone. Visions of me alone on an island haunted me, but I realized maybe it's not as bad as I think. Maybe the island was my ex or maybe I miss the island. Maybe it's the only comfort I have that truly is for me. I've been alone for a long, long time. I've been alone dating a guy and been alone single. I've been fine either way. I'm just a person that lives within themselves. Might as well enjoy it y'know.
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Need someone to write me letters like Vincent van Gogh wrote letters to his brother. Like tell me your world boy. Want someone to write me poems and draw pretty pictures just for me. Can someone do all that? Cause i would marry them if they did.
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My life is driving my car with little to no thought. Going ten under the speed limit for only God knows. Getting somewhere to just want to leave. Not liking where I am and being okay with it. My life is slow and mundane. I listen to music in bed trying to not let the world flow in too fast. I don't wonder and I don't care. I'm sick of everyone in a very particular way. I could be sad for a million years and it would be okay, because after enough time you get used to the world. You despise it but you are still okay with it. You hate going out, but it is the only thing you want to do.
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