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i dont own a mirror cause im afraid to see what could truely honestly be me. in the dark is where i like to hide. i glare and stay quiet so no ..

the s**t that i go threw constantly

his lips are plump soft and red his eyes calling me closer closer they say. his breath teases me. saying you want me come get me. our lips ..

i dispis it. you see it everywhere. the kissing and hugging. it makes me sick. whats the piont? considering it lasts what a month a day. a wee..

you do what you got to do when you have no one

i hate this peom but for englishe we needed a good hurt one so i pulled out my journal from 2009 and here

i can be ur friend i can be a b***h i can still ur man becuz im the shitz u know that ur nothing when messing wit meh so back the f**k off and ..

Life painful, screwed up dull. meaningless, totally fake hurtful, rememberful, peaceful, lonely bright, joyful, forget me full painless, ne..

its about the feeling of unwantedness

its hard to discribe