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Tina / 17
Did you have that dream again? Release, breathe?
You're receiving what you said — said she — never mind.
Emptiness, dead eyes and lost what you found.
Maybe there on the edge is your hope, but you don't look down.
For me, it's always like this.
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Ugh, I’ve just remembered it’s Mother’s Day….
Dear ‘Mom’,
- Jadelyn.
This is too soon, it’s making the memories so much more painful when I see people with loving families happily celebrating today. Why can’t I have a mother who loves me?
Mother’s Day is so awkward and sad.
Everyone’s posting about how much they love their mom, and how their mom is “the best”. Meanwhile I’m just sitting here like “…Well, I hate my mom”. My life is a joke.
i don’t really hate mine, i mean, sometimes i do, but i don’t love her either….
“Like I said, disappearances happen. Pain goes phantom. Blood stops running. People people fade away. There’s more I have to say. So much more. But I’ve disappeared..”
We are bound to our pain, remember, and set us free. ”
