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June 2017

Yet again.

​”Don’t look back. The past is dangerous and you have to live in the present.” Her mind whispered.

But all she could hear was her heart beating in the rhythm of their song, and in the blink of an eye, she gave up her future to live in the past with him.

Barely Sane. 

​I’ve become like a walking corpse.

I smile, I talk, I laugh, I cry.

But all the while I’m dead inside.

I inflict pain upon myself to feel.

And in a weird way, when I’m tearing apart my skin with the tip of a blade, is the only time I feel alive.

It’s the only thing that allows me to know that I can still feel.

The insanity in what I do is what keeps me sane.

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