You have to deal with who you are and you have to figure out how to live with it.
I’m wearing dead cotton on my limbs and a blush of roses on my face.
It sounds crazy, to think that I cared so much without ever talking to you.
The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.
Hate looks like everybody else until it smiles
This is not a funny moment. It’s not. I’m not laughing
just stop. Just—I can’t even talk to you right now.
Why are you touching me? Because I can.
I do know that I don’t want to wake him.We were up very late last night.
I can do anything I want. Be with anyone I want. And it’ll be my choice.
Shut up, Kenji,” he repeats in a whiny voice, mocking me.
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