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a pretty girl is like a violent crime

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i meant to post this on my “anniversary” but lol what no one wants to hear me depressed ranting

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how am i supposed to know it ever happened? was i ever someone else? i don’t know what i am now so i guess i could still be them. i feel different but the same. how has anything ever been before now? how can there be anything after this? how can this even be? theres a song stuck in my head but i don’t know it.

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it doesn’t mean anything to anyone else but me and thats okay

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Treat me right

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Yesterday I had a full on dissociative episode in McDonald's while listening to work bitch by Britney Spears and I was only able to snap out of it by watching a white lady in a rangers shirt straight up loot wood in broad day light on a busy avenue from a construction site you know like fuck it fuck this planet fuck you fuck your mother for birthing you just like fuck man fuck

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stoned, alone, sweating to death, no one is answering my texts, and i’m poorly drawing sailor moon villains its friday

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Everything was beautiful and it also still hurt