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I feel like I'm slipping through the cracks, and nobody will bother to pull me out. Nobody is coming and there's nothing I can do.
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#vent art#mama a loss of identity behind you ♡#im not sure what to say#i am everything i have seen and yet nothing at all#who am i if not the love i have given#is there a point?#what do you do when youve withered too far beyond who you wish to be#what is left when youve shattered any hope#was there any hope to begin with?#am I a lost cause?#am i a bad person?#where do they draw the lines#where do the whispers fall#do I rest with them below the earth#everything I have loved and everything i have killed weigh on my shoulders like a boulder and pull at my breath like ropes.#I pray theyll not see me past these promises of betterment.
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My skin is starting to itch again, I should be scared, and I am. But i persist still
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#vent art#vent#i dont know what to say#ive been just slowly detirorating and i only feel worse as time goes on#it isnt looking much prettier#.
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i wonder,
i've never wondered before.
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Addiction is a bitch
Tw for FAKE DRAWN blood. sh. Anyways.
Look up from your hurt,
"Is anyone there?"
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Something familiar will always feel more comfortable than the unknown
In healing you face the unknown every day, the world cannot scold me for falling back to old habits. Im trying my best
Is it bad i yearn for that pain, i know how horrible it was, how every day i was scared. How hurt i was, how she hurt me. But i yearn for familiarity, as sickening as it is. I dont know why
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GORE? WARNING? CAREFUL!
Vent art, addiction is hard
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#vent art#i hope i never see you again#is it bad i miss you#I miss the hurt#it feels familiar#something is wrong with me
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I wonder if the sun ever felt guilt
Was she guilty as she watched Icarus fly close to her, arms reaching out. She watched as his feathers of wax melted and did nothing to stop it, she couldn't do anything to stop it. Did she feel guilty knowing he'd have risked it all in pursuit of her, of the freedom she represented? Did she feel guilt as he fell to the sea? As he sunk below the blue, her radiance shining upon it, did she ever feel sorry for being loved. Was it ever her fault that she could not give him what he wanted of her.
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I forget who I am at times, I forget who I was and who I have been. 19 years and I've only just today recognized myself for the first time in a long time, when did I grow so tall?
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Having a crisis ass looking breakdown then ending it by going "ITS NOT THAT SERIOUS!! LOCK IN!!" When I legit was about to buy a cookie monster magnet cannot be how I live my life
I think I should have been send to a ward when I was younger
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i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite
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finally finished the comic based on the post by @rollercoasterwords
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