I can't go back to oldfields. 
I think about going back and something rises in my throat and I see pictures of me there and remember the nights alone in my room with a blade. 
And I want to cry. 
I deleted all of my pictures there. 
I can't go back. 
I saw a picture of me and sophia and wanted to throw up. 
I wanted to go back so badly. 
Why did that change??? 
I'm terrified. Because over all of that, when I think about going back I feel suicidal. 
like, genuine. More
More genuine then ever. 
I can't fucking breathe. 
What the fuck is happening to me? 
I can't breath! 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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I don't know what I'm talking about
RandomA balance between wild thoughts and maybe some poetic shit
 
                                               
                                                  