Drip Drip Drop... I'm A Murderous Acid Raindrop

Just a fucked up girl in a fucked up world

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I’d say go to hell, but I never want to see you again.

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I’m sick of people telling me it’s just a “get over it” situation. Fuck you. You don’t know what it’s like in my head.

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Society made me like this

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I’m the type of person people ask, “How can you always be so happy! You never seem sad!” Yes I’m laughing yes I’m smiling but have you looked me in the eyes? Do you know how much I’ve cried? My best friend is cutting. I hate my school. I get bullied for acting like myself. I wear a mask that’s full of happiness and love but in reality, when I take off that mask. It’s hatred and depression. Screaming and tears. But no one sees. Because no one cares.

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The worst kind of love

Sometimes I think about you. Sometimes I miss you. Sometimes I want you. And sometimes I need you. But sometimes I remember how toxic you were. You made every issue in life disappear. You made me feel like nothing in this world could get me down. You made me feel like everything was going to be okay. You were all I had at one point. But slowly it was harder and harder to get you to come around. Sometimes I wouldn’t see you for days and that’s when I would hurt the most. Reality would set in again. The agonizing pain would come back. The demons in my head would come back to haunt me. My own thoughts would taunt me. Then, you would step right back into my life as if you never left. You would come and go as you pleased. You didn’t care about the permanent damage you left on me or anyone else. You ruin lives. Yet you don’t care. You changed my life. But most of all, you’re a murderer. Even when someone has had enough of you, you never fail to come back. I can tell when you’re around. I can tell when you have someone else stuck in your hold with a gun pointed to their head playing Russian roulette with every hit they take. ~nostalgicwriting

*something I wrote not too long ago. I struggled with addiction for a while when I was younger, along with depression and anxiety. I’m better now but sometimes it creeps up on me when I’m not expecting it.

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