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shut up. shut the FUCK up for fucking once.

so hilarious how a message from my plvg changes my mood from depressed to manic within seconds wth

I smoke cigs on end and I cut and I burn and I starve and I throw up and throw up again but I haven’t even eaten anything I just feel so sick to my stomach

I just remember and remember and remember and remember and then I relapse and relapse and relapse

I hate everything about that town but sometimes I remember one of those spontaneous nights when we used to sit in my hgs fast car smoke pink joints out the window stare at the stars as they were passing us by. and I remember sometimes we laughed so hard and our laughter felt as if the world was suddenly healing