"She was just another broken doll, dreaming of a boy with glue."

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"I love being called beautiful,
But I'll never believe it.
I'm not always right,
But I hate admitting it.
I'm almost always smiling,
But that doesn't mean its real.
We might have moved on,
But I will never heal."

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I'm perfectly unperfected. 
Beautifully broken. 
Specially shattered.

My fears succumbing my mind. 

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I'm scared to get close, I hate being alone. I long for that feeling, to not feel at all. The higher I get, the lower I sink. I can't drown my demons, they know how to swim.

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Trust me, I know how it feels. I know exactly how it feels to cry in the bathroom so no one can see you, and waiting for everyone to fall asleep so you can fall apart, for everything to hurt so bad you just want it all to end. Being awake at 4am, not able to sleep because of conflicts rolling through your mind endlessly. Cutting your wrist, so you can just let your scream out. I even know embracing the loneliness no one else but you alone feel.

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~Realist~sarcastic~playful with my friends+if I insult you jokingly then I'm comfortable with you+

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