T's not here.

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[ts-not-here]

i have this reoccurring dream about running down the street outside of my childhood home. In the dream it is always night time, and there is this feeling that if i could just make it to the end of the street and round the corner, that everything would be okay.  I never make it past the third house, because the road in front of me keeps expanding, suddenly spanning miles and miles. No matter how fast or far I run, I never make it to the end of the road. My lungs bleed and my legs give out, and I am sixteen years old again.  

[dying-weeds]

[whoigor]

[ts-not-here]

"im scared of you" dont worry you wont have to be much longer because im going to kill myself tonight

[ts-not-here]

i hate when i get so triggered that i hurt myself infront of other people

[traumatizeddfox]

can i leave now?

[dying-weeds]

[morbidcute666]

[rabbittongues]

[rosarywound]

[abuzd]

[rabbittongues]

[rottenn-angel]

[yuna-is-tired-sm]

[fehck]

[m-o-r-t-i-s]

[ts-not-here]

The falsity of the platonic gaze. Run Rabbit!

You should have known.

[ts-not-here]

making this about my rapist two years before they raped me is crazy work hypervigilance wins again idkidkidkidkidk