Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Just because

Real is death, real is the feeling you get when your heart is broken. It's the pain you feel when your starving. The indescribable sensation when you're lying to yourself, god, and those around you. Being alone, being so far away from humanity you don't even recognize youself. You agologize, constantly apologize like your 2 and someone's going to spank you if you don't. Critize you to no end and tear you to pieces. 

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