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November 20, 2015
Today.
At 10:30p, I got home and you didn’t ask if I made it back at 11p I sat on L’s bed and I cried until the gin in my blood surely came out my eyes, mixing with our scents in my mouth at midnight I ...
November 19, 2015
Blech.
I am littered with scars, and most of the time I forget. But someone asked about them today and I understand that people are curious, but I don’t understand why people think they have a right to ...
November 16, 2015
Hey, I guess
I’m not the person I used to be, and sometimes I don’t like that. I’m still cripplingly empathetic. And now I feel like I’m on a path, but…I’m just not me. Escaping reality was my identity. That ...
