#i'm 300 something days clean but the razor is still there. it's still singing it's siren song
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lilyimmsim · 1 month ago
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he was here he was in my house.. he was rotting my bedroom, what if he touched the same doors i touch. he's smoke choking my lungs, he's a lingering taste of bile in my throat, he's inescapable. his presence screams for me to hurt myself, it croons and cries out for bitterness and revenge, it yells at me to destroy myself and it was here. he walked these halls not five hours ago. i wasn't here but he was and i can feel it. my room is colder tonight.
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