Submerged in ice cold water, peeling the skin off my body, trying to rip your empty promises from my veins. It was fun at first. Then it got out of hand. Now I'm killing my body, in an attempt to save my mind
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Academy Of American Bullshit
PoetryCollection of poetry, parts of short stories, and the occasional rant written by an artist who is angrier than she'd like to admit.
