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Poesia

Tales of friendships gone stale and words from a teenager with borderline personality disorder.

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by oops_sorry2005

by oops_sorry2005

December 7, 2014

I'm never going to fall in love.

I'm scared (and the drop looks dangerous).

You lose all sensibility when opiated on the strange drug

I plan to be alone forever

I plan to kiss every truly beautiful person I meet

I plan to grow old and stylish running around with nobody by my side

I plan to be lonely (that's the only company I need).