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hi. Jasmyn the kissy face one you can call me jass. 19 in Boise, I-DA-HO. recreational methamphetamine user. trap lyfe. 'cause life's a bitch and the you die, so you gotta get high to get by 'cause life's a bitch and then you die. the highest smiles, hide the darkest secrets,. self medicating drug addict. so lit, I'm gone, don't even remember who I am.

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Porterville tweakers where's all the good shit at

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I'm in cali wya

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In sacremento I need dope

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HMU I need some pictures of something important I will pay you money

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Sacremento tweakers wya

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[brokenheartedpoems]

“You confuse me. I have so many emotions towards you yet, I don’t. I get scared around yet, I’m so comfortable. I feel less like myself yet, more like me. It’s oxymoronic feelings you see. I want you to understand that I’m fine but I’m not, when you ask if I’m okay and i say i don’t know I’m thinking about you. You confuse me.”

-To Them (via brokenheartedpoems)

[brokenheartedpoems]

How Are You?

Casually you’ll ask if I’m okay 

I’ll give the same response 

I give every other time and that’s a shrug 

I never know how I feel 

And why should I know 

It can change really quick

I can be joyful and happy one second 

And the next it can be taken away

Feelings are just temporary 

Perhaps they aren’t real 

Just a figment of everyone’s imagination 

So next time you ask me if I’m okay

I’ll just shrug

because whats the point in knowing

if it can change in a split second

[brokenheartedpoems]

my smoke, your trip, we’re both faded and gone.

while we sit in silence, it’s like we’re talking to each other. is your heart beating as fast as mine?

i’m sad, you’re scared, this is just a mess.

you see shadows, i lost mine. do you see my shadows dancing in the pale moonlight?

i’m alive, on a high, living on the soul delusion of time.

you’re here, next to me, with a mouth that’s cotton dry.

we’re both dead inside, living on the reality of love and hurt. will you still love me even if i’m sober?

[ellievhardy]

[ellievhardy]

[brokenheartedpoems]

it

you yes you the figure of self harm and hurt my every thought channeled through you

you’re a tall dark figure that’s broken just like me but you’re destructive and you destroy me

i see you at night with your beating white eyes and the face that has no emotion and the lengthy stares that won’t stop

i see you during the day while i’m with my friends you tell me they don’t like me and that i only need you

you’re over me as i write this surrounding me haunting me trying to stop me

please leave me alone you’re nothing to me but you’re everything i see and i cry every day because of you

you don’t have a name you’re not real to anyone else but you’re real to me and i call you it

because that’s all you are

[brokenheartedpoems]

Addict

one more time this is it you swore on your life

one more hit one more sip one more cut

this last memory

wait a week maybe a few days back to your habits

smoking drinking cutting

…

and you said you were fine

[ellievhardy]

[bxovo]

[quotejunkiie]

- Tyler Knott Gregson