2:08

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its 2:08 and i wish for death
i wish for quiet
and i should have stayed home

it doesnt matter if its am or pm but
why
why i so desperately wished i stayed home

all of my insecurities crush me like a boulder
so easy
maybe ill feel better once i am so much older
i doubt it

all i wanted was to feel included but sadly
im so young
and so done

i lie all the time
im dying but thats just mental

this is not ideal
none of this is ideal
maybe with more talent and more time ill scratch and claw my way to the top. to them.
maybe not

who knows
i hate myself

June 20, 2016

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