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They've never cared
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Father of mine
Tell me, where have you been?
Yeah, I just closed my eyes
And the world disappeared
Father of mine
Tell me, how do you sleep?
With the children you abandoned
And the wife I saw you beat
I will never be safe
I will never be sane
I will always be weird inside
I will always be lame
Now I'm a grown man
With a child of my own
And I swear, I'm not gonna let her know
All the pain I have known
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my life is crazy without you, and I hope someday our lives could be shitshows together
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ya know, everything makes me think about you. I love and miss you.
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I see you, and I hope you’re doing well. I know that talking isn’t easy but that’s all good. I’m well and alive to say the least. Thank you for being a good friend, you’re awesome !
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happy 20th birthday ! I hope it’s amazing for you, you deserve it !
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“I lied and said I was busy.
I was busy;
but not in a way most people understand.
I was busy taking deeper breaths.
I was busy silencing irrational thoughts.
I was busy calming a racing heart.
I was busy telling myself I am okay.
Sometimes, this is my busy -
and I will not apologize for it.”
- Brittin Oakman
- Artwork : Sivan.ka
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I will always love you unconditionally, please don’t leave me. I promise I’ve changed, and I’ll show you but don’t be scared of the scars and broken bones it took to get here. I’m better now
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existing, in general, is vastly profound and unpoetic. the presence of unpoetic life breeds the perception on a poetic death. such things are viewed in this manner due to the nature of death being unknown. faith in the universe, the stars and the stones, all have foretold not but of death, only of a next life. destruction breeds creation.
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life is a cage, death is the key, all of your cum are belong to me
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reblog if you like boobs or haven't been happy in months
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