•sad and boujee•

•sad and boujee•

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione lun, apr 2, 2018
I am so high, I can almost touch the sky. One more drink and I might die....Just control yourself. I can be your help. Just don't give up to quickly now...I can give you love, I can show you round town, and tell you what you need to know........
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"The stars are infinite. And all I've ever wanted was an infinite." ______________ All I knew was pain. Pain was I, and I was pain. We shared each other, mind and body. Me and pain were made for each other like puzzle pieces, and that sickened me. I loved pain, I hated pain. I loved bringing the knife to my wrist, but I hated the ache in my chest, like drowning. There was nothing I sought more than my own self destruction. And here, amongst the stars, skies, and cliffs, I'd find what I sought. I'd make it mine. I'd become infinite. WARNING: this story contains abuse, self harm, and suicide. Do not read if these topics can trigger something within you. Please, know your limits.

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