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journeyjinx · 2 years
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I am back and worst than ever
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journeyjinx · 2 years
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Today I am feeling a new hue of Blue
Radiant
Yet
A bit see-through
Do you like what you see?
Because you see,
I am just here to please
But
I am not all that I seem
You know what you have heard
But
Never have you seen me gleam off the sunbeams
-JLK
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journeyjinx · 2 years
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What is it like to die?
It is being on the wings of a billion butterflies caressing your wounds with honey and the morning dew.
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journeyjinx · 3 years
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when your bf overdoses and you are the one to find him and now you are traumatized for life.
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journeyjinx · 4 years
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idek
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journeyjinx · 4 years
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rock n roll suicide
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journeyjinx · 3 years
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going to rehab
*3rd time’s a charm
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journeyjinx · 3 years
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journeyjinx · 3 years
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guess who got kicked outta rehab in less than 30 dayz
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journeyjinx · 4 years
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i am certain this is hell
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journeyjinx · 5 years
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journeyjinx · 4 years
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journeyjinx · 5 years
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my true form
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journeyjinx · 6 years
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cracked like the mirror
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journeyjinx · 6 years
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*nirvana playing in the backgroung*
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journeyjinx · 5 years
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Bittersweet Grapefruit
sitting in my misery  it is bittersweet sometime there are treats for me to eat that remind me  of back when i was younger and i had no cares playing make believe  in my backyard nobody to please  but me stirring up potions from the grapefruit tree that became my humble abode i talk in code with nature trying to capture every little leaf and twig as i take another swig of my grapefruit juice so bitter, yet so damn sweet
whenever I smell, see, or taste that familiar fruit something sensational grows inside my mind body and soul warming me up slowly but surely i miss this the person I used to be now i do not know whom she is when i see my reflection i cringe because i hate what i see i just wish to love my skin and bones but i seem to be dysmorphic and i know no other way to be  than cutting myself open and rearranging myself till i feel perfect
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