Sex after softball game I crave, Is the mask I keep on hiding behind to be the truth, To have something whole, someone to bury the shattered piece of myself into.">
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You left me!
Granda by bigderekkeene.
There are days I just want to shut myself away; I beg for the world to forget about me so I can let go of the responsibility of living this forced life.
She was looking at the sky in a hope that at least one raindrop will fall on her dry skin.
I hate myself, And I'll always hate myself.
My escape was and sometimes still is my addiction, it's the only happiness that makes me feel anything worth feeling, even though its temporary.
The feeling of death, deeply sitting down, wearing me out like a broken glass of beauty.
I need your help, some love, to save me.