I speak in the hyperbolic language of heartbreak.

[swampyfeelings]

after this post, i'm keeping all of this to myself. if you talk to me online, in person, phone, whatever way you can get a hold of my elusive ass, don't ask me any fucking questions. i'm not talking about this anymore. not to you, or anyone. this is mine and i'm going to deal with it the only way i know how: alone.

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[flowerviolence]

"if someone would like to donate alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, etc. i will gladly accept. i need something."

i started going to a gym here. it has been probably the most helpful thing, ever. it is such an emotional release, and it makes me feel like i am regaining a little bit of control, even if its only over my body. im like the hearbroken fool who gets drunk alone every night, but instead of alcohol, its endorphins. try it.