We all grow up sometime...
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| idk. my bff jill? Demolition Lover  Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 18372 | c/c is more than welcome :] ------------------- falling up the feeling of never being satisfied. that craving that makes your chest hurt. the desire to be fulfilled. to have all your dreams come true. the urge to be released. the stomach acid that makes you sick. the need to resist temptation. what finally breaks you down? what finally makes you fall? |
| K.K. Bleeding on the Floor  Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 1787 | I really like that one, its pretty haunting.. |
| idk. my bff jill? Demolition Lover Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 18372 | thank you :] slit your beat up vans touch my beat up toms beat up, ripped, torn, broken a sign of love or a sign of hate ? the bruises that coat your body they hurt me as much as they do you the scrapes, cuts, gashes, some deeper than others some fresh, some years old i gently brush my hand across one on your wrist wondering what caused your mother to go into such a rage and to slit her own son's wrist you look me in the eyes, your hands resting one on my leg, one on yours "i need help" is all you say i can see the tears welling in your eyes i grab onto your hands and the tears fall against them my fingers find the slit on your wrist and i know i will help we will get you through this one way or another, my love all the pain will ease, you will not hurt anymore i dial my house, mother answers "help" is all i manage to say it was a hell of a battle, but you're away from that shithole you called home for the last 18 years you're off to bigger and better things the wounds have healed the bruises are long gone your mother died; heroin overdose your chains are broken, you have been set free. |
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