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Darkly Dreaming Dexter

Midwest Pen Pals - Because He's There, And He Hates Me

Midwest Pen Pals - Austin's House

Pulled out some pieces of my fucking hair, tried screaming “help me” but nobody cares. And I am not strong, I’m foul mouthed and fucking ignorant. Two years later I’m not different: still made of pieces that will not fit, forever fucked and too dramatic. I wear my heart upon my sleeve like I did when I still eighteen, and goddamnit it gets the best of me. One thing I’ve learned since coming to terms with moving on is no matter what I used to have: it’s gone. Pull out my fucking hair, I’ll die alone and not care.

Darkly Dreaming Dexter

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