I had a childhood, but unlike everyone else I know my age, it ended a while ago.
It ended when I stopped having fun, when I started worrying and stressing about things.
It ended when I understood and somehow accepted the terrible things going on in my life.
It ended when I normalized them.
It ended for the very last time when I realized my childhood was over.
God how I wish I could go back.
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The thoughts I think.
Poetry•Poems, and quotes from the deepest, most beautiful, scariest, darkest depths of my heart and soul. •Daily pain struck words, given to you by yours truly. •Trigger warning. Self-harm, hurt, pain, etc. So much pain out into the smallest amount of w...
