March 15, 2013

Everyone is trying to hurt me

or maybe I’m just sensitive.

Life is an open wound and I’m a bruise that the other kids at school are curious about.

Everyone that I have ever let into me has turned quickly into salt

but I was just reminded that nothing is important

and sometimes I can hear my dog barking even though she died when I was fifteen.

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