March 2012
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February 2012
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Alone again.
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hey look at my icon
hey i love my boyfriend
he’s mine
and no one else’s
bye
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His fingers curled around the clear glass, amber liquid swaying back and forth with every haphazard stagger of his body. The smirk painted on his thin lips was hardly covered by a thin layer of scruff. Obviously, appearances didn’t matter anymore. The hot liquid touched his lips and, without hesitation, his neck cocked back as it burned down his throat to sit in his empty stomach. It tasted...
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WatchOH MY FUCKING GOD
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No matter who I try to talk to, I always end up sounding wrong. I’m wrong because I shouldn’t be emotional. I’m wrong because I can’t stay focused. I’m wrong because I’m pushing people away or holding them too close. I just want to get out of here.
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life is exhausting
