9am In The East. Read Count : 42

Category : Diary/Journal

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Plz I meant nothing to you. Well played sir, I take my fucking hat off to you. How could i even try to combat back, I deserved every bit of it and more than that. I don’t pretend to be a monster cause I think it’s cool. I’m not as naive and childish and act wildly like I use to. I present myself off like a lady but only two seconds later I’m getting fucked, somewhere shady. Spontaneous eruption, I feel so dirty after I do it, and it’s so rare when I do I can’t even make sense why I put myself through it. Feeling passed away and I hardly ever remember their name. But it’s not only heated sheets I torment myself through, I do the same thing too with these empty fake friendships too. Sometimes I think they our friendship even matters, some care more for me and others it’s always clear I don’t matter. What’s the point? It’s a joke, my family, well their the same if something bad happened, they ask “well what did you do to make them do it?” Clearly I’m an ass, I deserved everything that happened to me in my past; a life lesson had to be learned, even if it came with burnt skin and broken bones.

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  • Feb 25, 2021

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