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hi i'm either really sad and sappy, or i'm suddenly a 25 y/o adult with a mission to get her life together. i'm still 20 though, and sad and sappy but mildy responsible.

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6.23.2014 @ 06:55
My wrists hurt. And I think they do because I spend too many nights trying my best to write about you in the best ink and parchment I have. I don’t think I’ve ever written anything that could even equate to a portion of you. And I think if we were to ever part and I see you again, I’ll do nothing but walk past because I know nothing I have in my pockets are worth even the smallest bit of good in you and I keep blaming myself for writing these god damned words about someone who seems so blind.

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