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my vases used to be crowded with roses and lilies

now they’re full of dust

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need to start keeping to myself, you cant get hurt if no ones there to hurt you 🍀

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People are so cruel, it hurts more when those people are what are supposed to be your family, friends, or a lover. Perspective is an illusion that people interpret differently. Something you say or do can alter a persons emotions entirely. A slight change of tone can make a difference. I’m not a crybaby, im a person who notices every crumb you leave behind. Hopefully one day my pillow will be dry.

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No one like him

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July 2nd. Sad.

Or whatever Kafka said

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so many songs that will go undiscovered

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i couldnt be happy with the only person i wanted because i loved too little…

now i love too much, i can never do things right

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im too needy, too clingy, too dramatic, too sensitive, too loud, just too much

maybe if i was quieter people would like me more

i truly hate myself

-B

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In the Arms of Morpheus, 1894 by William Ernest Reynolds Stephens (American, 1862--1943)

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