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- It's like i'm living in a constant, aching, lie and I never really knew what it was like to miss somebody till now. Actually miss somebody. Everybody said it was painful as hell but I didn't know it was this deafening. I didn't believe it burned this damn much. It's like a fire crackling and sizzling. It starts at my mouth, travels it's way down my throat like acid, makes it's way to my stomach where it tears me apart and eats at my liver, and ends at my feet, circles around my ankles. It lingers there forever. It never stops. It stays on the tip of my toes and burns me alive. It will burn me alive until one day I won't live anymore. I'll be gone, a speck that once used to be a flame. Burned into a single ash. Dan was like my fire, and I was the gasoline. We were bound to be a mess. *Gonna add this trigger warning for anybody who needs it, because this is a sad story!*
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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ Not for the faint of heart, I explore dark parts of my mind and unfurl them for your own enjoyment. All of these stories are true. You don't know me, and you're never going to. This is basically just a shitty diary of my life with very few details as to who I am, Don't want to scare you off. Feel free to read but I don't really care. I'm just a screwed up guy that everyone knows and nobody cares about really. If you can't tell I'll probably swear quite a bit in this so if you don't like that I'm sorry, but this really isn't a good read anyway it's just me complaining about the fact I still exist. Actually no, whilst I did start this to complain about my life, the stories are fluctuating, as I discover I am infact worthy of love, even I don't believe it at all times. I hope you enjoy my rantings. ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

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