The Hungry Hippy

Talking heads ○ X- files ○ Art ○ Horticulture Ferne, 19, lame af

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Whoa Nelly

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Book of the week: No Matter the Wreckage by Sarah Kay

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Babes

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Book of the week: No Matter the Wreckage by Sarah Kay

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I'm not really sure what was going through your head that night but I love you and it hurts so badly you thought killing yourself was the only way. What I do know is you took the time to tell me how much you loved me and that you were sorry just minutes before. I wouldn't understand why you sent me that message until a day later. All I have are questions with no answers and the gut wrenching, sleepless pain. When I wake up every morning I throw up and I can't make it stop. there is a pit in my stomach where there use to be butterflies... makes me so nauseated. You promised you wouldn't leave me. You promised. I'm so angry at you and I don't want to be.

[retires]

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Call me a slut, I'll crush you with these thighs I swear

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Peace.

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Bathe me in starlight And I will glow for you

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Early morning haze