"I want to stab 12 year old me in the eye, but I want to experience it again, if it means I could see what it felt to be carefree again."
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Poetryvolume i "she wrote it down, she kept record of them all. words expressing past emotions, details of what transpired with who, what and where. she might call it poetry or perhaps a diary but all I saw was a paper filled with words written in denial...
