I'm scared to get close and I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower I'll sink, I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim.
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bipolar_sister
Oct 10, 2018 04:17PM
First, he touches you and you light on fire. Your wrist blazes where his fingers meet your skin. The burns don't show but it's hard to breathe, with ash in your lungs. It's so hard to breathe, you're...View all Conversations