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Do what you have to do to come home soldier
Jus come home.

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I need to be addicted to something at all times.
The more I know you,the less I want you.
You look better as an idea,a fantasy,something to be seen but not to be touched.
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
I wanna smoke but just for the vibes . Addiction;needing something to live is not how I wanna live, I don’t want to need anything.

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Back to you…back to you
platonically shooting my friendshot hoping I don't get acquaintance-zoned
Love will not save you. It will bring you to your lowest point and make you dig even further, even deeper. You will ask yourself, "Why me ?" The void won't answer, it knows that you already know the answer yourself.
You will try to run, you will find yourself in crowded rooms, full of people you think you know, and yet you will be alone; alone in your thoughts, "why wasn't I enough ?" "Why couldn't I make you stay?" But remember, you can not outrun grief; it will catch up to you in empty elevators, in crowded house parties, it will greet you like an old friend, and you will collapse into it.