you know –
if you ever sat on my step
i’d know the feeling you felt

all bottled up
presented with a toy
but we know it is regret

still i think i would accept
even if i’m out of breath

little verbiage to express
i don’t deal with feelings well
maybe my feet are little
and i have no time to tell

i never see you worry
don’t you hate that this is hell
i never see you ponder
why i made us both unwell

i have open doors for no one
still you’re the chosen
hate has erosion

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come say hi

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“what is it” said it was common but it seems to be taking over everything and suffocating the life out of all it touches

nihilism is pretty tho, huh

but there is more

and this is just a little

the property is being flanked

by vines

(and other threats)

not gonna be here long…

ain’t gonna be settled

NOT HOME

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so i mean, kinda hard to have an open door policy

but… if you ever need to talk

you can trust me

*laughs*

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WordPress victim blames and says im “overly social” but im an introvert – i took reading comprehension in college – that was an actual class – we were tested on how quick we could “speed read” and answer main points and “who what when where” kinda shit

I PASSED BY THE WAY

I HAVE MY COLLEGE DEGREE

MY STUDENT LOANS WERE FORGIVEN

CRY ABOUT IT

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