this morning i woke up early and ran to the bathroom to throw up my heart. my stomach bled the sorrows of cupid's arrow. and my heart conveniently plugged the toilet gaizing up at me with sad puppy dog eyes. i spat out the sweet tart after taste of vomit. still nauseous i felt my soul writhing up to the base of my tounge. i clenched my fists and
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