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spiders in your eyes and i will go away for a long time
going to sleep forever sounds so funny, i laugh about it all the time
i don't want to leave my room, it's safe and a good place to die
all my friends are hanging out and i'm here, wrapping things up as best as i can but it's not that hard now
leaving my room
i don't want to
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yr change, strewn out across the doorway
if we were to have kids, do you think they'd be just like me?
do you think they'll be depressed and a mess mentally
will we find them hanging from their ceiling?
will they keep glass under their bed and burn themselves every week?
will they cry in their beds and think: "why won't someone just call me?"
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dead skin girl
05:57
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go fuck yourself with a serrated metal bar
quit it with the "you're gonna go far, kid, you just have to give up on your happiness" bullshit
i don't want to live due of apathy
or just becoming more numb to the shit i see
but because i can see a reason to, which i can't right now
don't wanna live, don't wanna pass on my misery to anyone else
walk down the street, walk down the street, mean it this time
sideways is fun but what if you meant it this time?
hitting styro, what do you know about living happy
you haven't left the house in days
have you even noticed that i haven't showered in days?
or are you just blissfully unaware like her?
if so, please stop pretending once we're in a hospital room
give me one good reason
for the first time, i felt safe
in your arms we always had to share
and for the first time, i thought about what would have happened
if i didn't enter that goddamn bathroom that day
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haunting et lumeria
02:10
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do i still have blood on my shoulder?
when you grow up, when you get older
do you think you'll think of me as more than a burning memory?
lumeria
will you burn those mixtapes and CDs
because they always seem to remind you of me and you
and all our conversations that would be best kept in your lacuna sign-up sheet?
lumeria
i won't haunt you but i want to watch over you
but not in the creepy way like that other person wanted to
i just wanna see you smile
even while stuck i'm stuck in hell
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i never realized how much i like leaving home
until i started feeling sick every time me and my mom were alone
and every joke was met with a fake laugh that grated on my ears
it's cold in my room where i make my little pop songs
and i don't want to worry my friends
even though they'd say "it's too late for that"
but proceed to change the subject because anything's better than talking about me
wide-eyed
i can see the roof from here
closed-mouthed
one bad move and i'm falling down
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in our hypothetical separate beds:
"let's not talk about this tonight.
it's cold and it's raining and I've already turned off the light.
so keep your mouth shut and cry if you must.
but nobody's there when you need them, and there's a reason for that."
mother in waiting room:
"your dad is riddled with cancer. say your goodbyes."
the past morgan, in a coma:
"don't stop writing about me."
in those same separate beds:
"you misunderstand how little i love you, but you only cry when i say i do."
a bitter speaker, and an even worse thinker:
i was never your friend
i was never your lover
you never needed me
you only needed me when you were high out of your mind or constantly crying all the time. why did you even call me (if you were just going to ignore everything i say all the time?)
was it to feel better about yourself and your problems?
constantly ignored everything i said.
(insult me again. let your mask slip off your face and be the venomous snake you love being when you're bored.)
and i guess i'll see you next week again.
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