glittered nails
i look at the pills, and i pour them down the sink rather than my throat... its so pathetic that at such a young age i have to depend on a phamaceuticle to straighten it all out... its pathetic that i wont take it... this should all be so relatively simple- im fucking 19 years old and i still dont know how to handle emotions... i dont understand stability, and i still hide behind the words i write. i have a life so unrecognizable to me, and still i cannot shed one tear...i dont believe in anything, which subsequently makes me believe in everything but you... and somehow im okay with it enough not to change. i should have guessed a life founded upon such fucked up morals would produce something of the same quality.......................................................................................................................................................
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...............................................................................my heart broke at three- no amount of pills can administer what i need................................................................................................................................................
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..................................................................................................i want to blame you................................................................................................................................................................................
................................................................................................................................but its not your fault...............................................................................................................................................
...............................................you never once told me how i should interpret anything................................................................................................................................................................................................
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...............................................................................my heart broke at three- no amount of pills can administer what i need................................................................................................................................................
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..................................................................................................i want to blame you................................................................................................................................................................................
................................................................................................................................but its not your fault...............................................................................................................................................
...............................................you never once told me how i should interpret anything................................................................................................................................................................................................
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