it’s days like this that I jump in front of the oncoming traffic of uncontrollably wicked desires and condemning regrets. wanting to get annihilated head on. standing firm as the razor sharp abandoned love hits me, cuts me all over, rips my skin right off. again and again. relentlessly. 

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