my constant suffering
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•2 months ago
constantly getting my heart straight walked on like a mother fucking run way am i gonna say fuck it and kill myself today never do shit right aint good enough for my fucking bay i hate it how he hates on me and dont believe shit i say i wanna just say im over it should i leave or should i stay i just got way about me how i just attract constant suffering its like im not really cared about its a act they all wear a covering try to not drown with this pain while my broken heart is recovering i aint worth discovering my demons keep creeping no good omens hovering my life is just only smothering but these drugs keep my heart at least fluttering im always putting on a fake smile put out a line thats as big as a mile im insane a bit u can check my file im staying to my own self for a while i try to not choke from swallowing the barrel of the rifle its like now a days im just everyones fucking rival just sit tight and wait for your majestys arriva , im basically always on my ownso i dont bother with introductions i dont do what everyone else does i never follow the instructions im the definition of constant interruptions most these court rooms and government be making the most corruptions if u aint see me actually fo it then dont fucking start with yo dummy assumptions cus u could vary well be pushin on a real killas own damn buttons and my shooters stay by duh dozens im twisted but i like it at least im not no boring ass plain fucking Jane im constantly going back to my lover after he thumps me all up in my shit once again im possibly addicted to pain or i got hit in the head to much that it fucked up my damn brain but my anxiety is like a runaway train wanting to just let go of these addictions wish it could just vome off standing in the rain
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constantly getting my heart straight walked on like a mother fucking run way am i gonna say fuck it and kill myself today never do shit right aint good enough for my fucking bay i hate it how he hates on me and dont believe shit i say i wanna just say im over it should i leave or should i stay i just got way about me how i just attract constant suffering its like im not really cared about its a act they all wear a covering try to not drown with this pain while my broken heart is recovering i aint worth discovering my demons keep creeping no good omens hovering my life is just only smothering but these drugs keep my heart at least fluttering im always putting on a fake smile put out a line thats as big as a mile im insane a bit u can check my file im staying to my own self for a while i try to not choke from swallowing the barrel of the rifle its like now a days im just everyones fucking rival just sit tight and wait for your majestys arriva , im basically always on my ownso i dont bother with introductions i dont do what everyone else does i never follow the instructions im the definition of constant interruptions most these court rooms and government be making the most corruptions if u aint see me actually fo it then dont fucking start with yo dummy assumptions cus u could vary well be pushin on a real killas own damn buttons and my shooters stay by duh dozens im twisted but i like it at least im not no boring ass plain fucking Jane im constantly going back to my lover after he thumps me all up in my shit once again im possibly addicted to pain or i got hit in the head to much that it fucked up my damn brain but my anxiety is like a runaway train wanting to just let go of these addictions wish it could just vome off standing in the rain
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