everything falls apart back home.

but i'm alright with that now.

i abandoned friends when i was going through hell.

perhaps this is due retribution.

i fucking love it.

:|

idk.

i always want to say something profound.

but it always ends up as "fuck, i want cancer."

wonderful, this whole thing called living.

forced to endure something i am not sure i even wanted in the first place.

i miss it.

"everything is going to be alright."

but you know....it really isn't.

everything is most definitely not going to be alright.

idk.

i have no place called home.

no place to have a secure feeling of familiarity.

this place is so lonely.

i've lost friends back in CA.

i lost love.

now, my world crumbles.

and i want to crumble with it.

erase myself from this story.

imcrying.

imbleeding.

imsohurtinside.

tornuplikeapaperdollthechildrenbecametiredwithanddestroyed.

i can't kill myself.

i don't want to go on living.

imsotrapped.

andicanfeelthewallsclosinginonme.

so kill me.

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loathe.

despise.

existance in this cycle of endless exhaustion and self-hatred is growing tiresome.

back into the shell-

it's comfortable in here.

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