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I just don’t feel okay. I can’t tell you what triggered me because I don’t even know. I’m just not okay. I feel so empty, usually it feels like home but today not so much.

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I'm sorry I cant do this anymore

(these are my poems, my dms and ask is always open for anyone)

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And I use drugs to make me feel anything else but emptiness, but when the drugs stopped taking my pain away - I knew I was fucked.

A. Lemmer

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Sometimes I fell asleep with my pillow being wet from tears. Sometimes I fell asleep with blood in my sheets because I thought that was the way to survive.

R.R.

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I'm just so tired of being here

(These are my poems, my dms and ask are always open)

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“Some days I don’t exist. My bed becomes a casket.”

— Juansen Dizon

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“It was not the end of the world, but something inside me died.”

— @vvgone

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i'm           so      

                       fucking     

    done                       with   

                      all               this 

                     bullshit

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tonight i shall be screaming “i will not ruin my body over & over just to show that i am hurting” into existence 

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have a nice day :)

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Adversary

Go to bed angry at yourself for what you did or didn’t do, be your own worst enemy till—poof—your days are through. - Sleeps Underground chapbook on Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00I9CSZFI

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Sometimes in the dark

I think about the past

A hatred comes up

A hatred for me

A hatred for the past

A hatred for what I've become