I want to purge everything inside me.
I want to rip off my skin and bury myself in smoke.
I carry all this weight.
I can still feel my scalp burn.
And I wish my hair would fall out.
They keep saying it will.
There's a razor on my windowsill
but I won't give you that power.
We're all fucking powerless.
May 29, 2013
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May 11, 2013
Phone blogging
I have the blogger app on my phone again. Get ready for ass loads if autocorrect mistakes.
Me and rob have been talking about our relationship. I really don't know how I found someone so painfully accepting of me. But I don't know. He was right when he said we kind of need each other right now, but I still am not sure if I want this. I don't want to be alone (well, I don't want to be lonely) but I don't know if its smart for me to be in a relationship. They're suffocating for me.
I guess I still have a lot of thinking to do.
XoXo,
S
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