❝At times, my body is a casket and I'm already laying comfortably deadened in the walls of demise.❞
A TREACHEROUS TRAIN OF THOUGHT AT 2:00 P.M. IN THE AFTERNOON
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Dear Insecurity
Puisi{ONGOING} Excerpts from a book that I will never have the time to write ❝Face down in the dirt She said, this doesn't hurt She said, I've finally had enough.❞ © The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Excerpt #45
❝At times, my body is a casket and I'm already laying comfortably deadened in the walls of demise.❞
A TREACHEROUS TRAIN OF THOUGHT AT 2:00 P.M. IN THE AFTERNOON
