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[frootybay92]

Old friend. I am bleeding again. Slice me up I say, I chant. My demons have swallowed me, finally. I slice them up and see my self. My true self. Beneath it all, the lies, the words, the face, the skin. I am dying, every day. The pain I feel burns itself in my nostrils and lets go its vapor in my eyes. I am alone friend, finally. Alone. A part of you is dead, Soul. How do we go on from here? To where do we go? Aimless you have always been, wandering. Now we are alone. I don't know who I am, I don't know where I am, I don't know what I am.

I am 19 years old.
I am in Philadelphia.
I am a liar.
I am a cutter.
I am all good things and bad.
I am human all good things and bad.

I'm flying home to California at the end of December and then flying to Ecuador beginning of February. We don't know what we do, we just wander.