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maybe we reached the end of our cycle.

I'm weirdly proud of myself in the midst of all this. 

today I went through my camera roll and realized that

although i was slashed in half, open and bleeding

i kept ferociously holding onto life

maybe i was looking for that feeling of numbness that a crowd gives you. 

perhaps i was frantically looking for another gasp of air.

or i just grew up and got over myself. 

crumb(ling)

 i keep offering u tokens of my love
maybe one of them will convince you to have me again in your life.
still can`t promise you I wont keep pushing yourself off, 
its generations upon generations of trauma, 
and it all comes down to me. 

the final nail in the coffin

two three years of heartbreak is long enough. 

we have reach the point in which this is turning embarrasing. 

i'll finish us without you. 

farewell.