everywhere hurts
you know when you were small and you'd fall over and your mum would ask you where it hurt and you'd point to the bruise you scarred yourself with and she'd kiss it better and within a second it'd all fade away?
what do you do when you're alone, holding onto the last thread of humanity you have left inside of you and when someone comes in to ask you where it hurts all you can say is everywhere but nowhere because although everything is ripping you to shreds you can't feel a thing
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the cause of my self destruction
Randomjust an exhuast ridden girl trying to find her way through the chaos of life. - contains a series of poems, thoughts and a collection of rants by me.
