Its a wonder when the mental hospital can’t keep you safe.
Cigarettes, sex and candy.
Take me home, please take me home, take me somewhere I want to go.
He was being stubborn about eating his fruit, so I stacked it on his head.
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We’re doing this.
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First night.
Can’t breathe, can barely walk. My chest is heaving, my throat closed and my tongue tied.
Being alone here hurts more than I remember. I keep fighting with people who try to help. I can’t shake the memories of my past for my survival. What is wrong with me? I need to be fixed.
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