I'm not sure what this is.

But it fuckin hurts.

I can't put my finger on it. I don't know its name. I don't know who or what it's from. I don't know where to find it so I can figure it out. Or send it back.

And it fuckin hurts.

Dampness follows me. Tears come so easily. No lights. I don't even bother.

I don't need this illuminated. I can feel it. Its inside me. Uninvited. So unwelcome and overstayed.

He says he cares about me and then shuts me up when I tell him this is how I'm feeling. If it were worth it and we were closer I would tell him to fuck himself. Then I would disappear from him and would never come back.

I'm afraid he doesn't deserve any nice words I have to say anymore. This is not my idea of a good time.

And tears come so easily...

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