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Sobered thoughts.

It’s nights like these where I wonder most what alcohol tastes like. That if I ran now, could I make it? Nights where I don’t care to wonder if tomorrow will come. Only wonder if I’d be better off if it didn’t. And I think to myself, it’s not fair to him. After all he’s… Continue reading Sobered thoughts.

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please leave a message after the beep.

3:07am Hey, I’m sorry if this is a bad time, but I’ve been feeling lonely lately and I just wanted to know how you were doing. Call back when you can, All right, bye. 4:27am Hey, it’s me, again. Sorry, I’m calling, it’s just that I’m feeling weaker by the hour and I don’t know… Continue reading please leave a message after the beep.

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dead end depression—a messy poem

Constantly trying to escape To places, to people Without reason Without cause Without purpose There's no way out because there wasn't suppose to be a way in Four corners two closing in Look both ways before you cross ceaseless traffic Pray to God you make it over safely. Pray to God you make it. Pray… Continue reading dead end depression—a messy poem

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life is a highway—a messy poem

Pushing 80 on the freeway With all the windows down Blasting The Chainsmokers through the auxiliary chord Hoping it drowns out the sound in my head The silence I feel empty. He says I take things to the extreme That I get defensive --I get mean And most times I only prove him right by… Continue reading life is a highway—a messy poem

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Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world

The grass is always greener on the side you never make it to. At least, that's what I used to think. But he says I've got it wrong. That the grass is always greener on the side you choose to water. And all at once, my world changed. I looked at him and smiled. Asked… Continue reading Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world

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And what if I fell off the edge of the earth Would you still love me?