Left.

I falter. An abandoned puddle of insecurities. I only thought it could be a cruel world, never wanted to accept that it always was. As if I wiped the fog from the glass. There it was. You stopped caring for me.

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Ain’t it funny

People always surprise you. Whether you let it affect you positively or negatively, is up to you.

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Ew.

I’m 23 now.

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4:00 am.

Smells like Chanel and heartache.

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Drunk thoughts

It’s a terrible feeling to be heartbroken over someone.

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Dysfunction.

Ain’t it funny how certain actions of others towards you can begin the pollution of what once was pure. A heart untainted. Slowly you’ve begun to bandage yourself in layers of scar tissue. Attributes such as bitterness and anger are displayed yet it is neither. It is strength in disguise. Protection from further lacerations.

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Counting the days

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