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such an odd feeling to be with someone that actually likes you
Being honest to myself, I can’t do this anymore. Having to tell myself to keep running a marathon that everyone else already finished. Seeing the finish line but always being never close enough to cross it. Having to say goodbye to myself before I sleep every night in hopes I don’t wake up. Having to convince yourself that it gets better. Almost just almost. But almost is never enough. Fighting between giving in and quitting the marathon or keep running but never being able to cross the finish line. Yes I’m fucking done. But with what? Myself or this world? Do I blame myself for not fighting hard enough or do I blame the world for not giving me a softer path? What the fuck do I have left anymore.
m.v.a
Step 1: Craft a Voodoo puppet of myself.
Step 2: Scratch the puppet's back.
i find comfort in the darkest places, its why i could never find comfort in you
i dont want to have to remember you longer than ive known you
how are you the most amazing person in the whole world, but live so far away from me?
i look forward to the day where hearing your name doesnt invoke pain in my heart, a clouded head, and tears in my eyes
yall ever just, realize how special your friends are?
