why do i keep ending up on streets in tiny hours and feeling Klassy as can be . why do i feel like a horrible friend when i'm the one who has been abandoned. why why why. and why has this made me like him less. or has it. am i just a toy or is he just a toy, or both, or fuck. i want the other him. but i dont like him, argh argh argh. help me. let them like me. they seem fine at school. but not now. i just feel like my prescence is just as fine as my absence.
xoxo Camelgirl
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its always so weird reading things you written from so long ago..
ReplyDeletei love the last sentence so much oh my god.
ReplyDeleteit summarises so much for me.
xoxo scarzz
I thought the same so many times.
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