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how many 13 year old girls dressed in only brandy Melville do you think are trying pot for the first time rn

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Sorry

It starts with being scared. Of small things. Stupid things. Scared of a noise. Scared of the dark. Scared of being home alone.

Then I think “Why am I scared?”
Why am I scared of something so small?
Why am I so scared of everything?

All of the time?

Why am I so scared that I can’t even watch a movie? I can’t watch TV. Because it feels lonely.
Why am I so scared that I’ve cried when my dog got up and left my side to get a drink of water?

Why am I so scared of everything?

I’m such a pussy. Oh yeah I remember that time when you called me a pussy. “Little marks instead of one big one”, right? Yeah haha. How’d that night feel?

Wow I’m fucked up. Why am I thinking about that AGAIN for the fifth time this week? I thought I was getting better….

And why do I want to so badly?

The games different now though. I’ve made promises. They suck.

Just imagine it. See it. Feel it. Pooling. Dripping. Release. But its back. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

You just can’t get enough of the THOUGHTS of it. What would happen if you could? One more time?

Why am I so sick? Why do I think of these things? In detail? The fifth time this week.

And this feeling really sucks. Kind of nothing, but just enough to annoy the hell out of me. This scared, nervous, anxious feeling like I’m waiting for something bad to happen. Anticipating the moment I break. Because that’s all I want.

So why cant I have it? Why can I never get what I want? I have once. But seriously once. Haven’t I suffered enough? And why do some suffer so much when others suffer none? Do I deserve this?

That’s not even a question of course I do. Because I’m a whining, nagging, complaining little bitch. I’m even rude to myself I mean really I’m ridiculously pathetic.

And it continues with thoughts and thoughts. And ends with me in a big shit.

Pooling and dripping. Again and again.

Please?

Sorry

It starts with being scared. Of small things. Stupid things. Scared of a noise. Scared of the dark. Scared of being home alone.

Then I think “Why am I scared?”
Why am I scared of something so small?
Why am I so scared of everything?

All of the time?

Why am I so scared that I can’t even watch a movie? I can’t watch TV. Because it feels lonely.
Why am I so scared that I’ve cried when my dog got up and left my side to get a drink of water?

Why am I so scared of everything?

I’m such a pussy. Oh yeah I remember that time when you called me a pussy. “Little marks instead of one big one”, right? Yeah haha. How’d that night feel?

Wow I’m fucked up. Why am I thinking about that AGAIN for the fifth time this week? I thought I was getting better….

And why do I want to so badly?

The games different now though. I’ve made promises. They suck.

Just imagine it. See it. Feel it. Pooling. Dripping. Release. But its back. And again. And again. And again. And again. And again.

You just can’t get enough of the THOUGHTS of it. What would happen if you could? One more time?

Why am I so sick? Why do I think of these things? In detail? The fifth time this week.

And this feeling really sucks. Kind of nothing, but just enough to annoy the hell out of me. This scared, nervous, anxious feeling like I’m waiting for something bad to happen. Anticipating the moment I break. Because that’s all I want.

So why cant I have it? Why can I never get what I want? I have once. But seriously once. Haven’t I suffered enough? And why do some suffer so much when others suffer none? Do I deserve this?

That’s not even a question of course I do. Because I’m a whining, nagging, complaining little bitch. I’m even rude to myself I mean really I’m ridiculously pathetic.

And it continues with thoughts and thoughts. And ends with me in a big shit.

Pooling and dripping. Again and again.

Please?

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legains:

If you could go anywhere in the world right now would it be to a “where” or to a “who”?

I was not prepared for this question

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