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I don't understand why I get so miserable out of nowhere
Ahhhhh, what the f son. I literally can't. I can't do this. This is out of hand. I'm dying. He is killing me.
Threadbare
It was 2am, our demons were out, and I was screaming at you to love yourself. I slammed every door, slapped every surface until my hands bled, until I tasted iron with the salt; I punched a hole through the wall that night. That night, I shouted myself hoarse about the way your eyes light up when you laugh. I tore myself to pieces so you might find the one you need to mend yourself, I kicked and screamed until I thought the neighbors might call the cops. I died for you a thousand times that night, and you just looked at me with eyes that were trying their best not to be there. The next morning I woke up tucked in and stitched together, but you were threadbare and silent as ever.
We are talking about our future non-exist life together and somebody stop me. Like we both know that this isn't a thing but we are talking about it anyways. What the heck.
I started dissociating today while driving. The road was swaying and I was completely out of my head. It was scary because my family was in the car.
There's a space on my bedpost and it feels just the right amount of free for right now.
I get way into listening to music and I look forward to sharing that with someone