"The problem is not anyone else
It is me
I cry to often
Love to wildly
And bleed too much
You may say that's ok
That I'm human
But a normal human wouldn't hurt another human
They wouldn't fall in love with the wrong people
And they wouldn't beg to leave everyday day
So what does that make me?"
-r.b
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-Your very own broken girl💜
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Midnight wonders
Poetry•Exulansis: the tendency to give up trying to talk about an experience because people are unable to relate to it •Sciamachy: a battle against imaginary enemies, against your own shadow. •Eccedentesiast: a person who fakes a smile For some people...
