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Thoughts of a Sad Boy

When I wake up hungover from the regret of being broken, I wonder if I succeeded in pushing everyone away, you know, just so I can be...

F(fake)RIEND

Fake friend, Flaked again friend, Called and fell asleep friend, Can’t be bothered to listen to me friend. Fake friend, Always showing up...

I wear these scars.

I wear these scares like armor. Proof! of all the   s t r e n g t h   I harbor – signs of my bravery burned into my cells! Living &...

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