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sitting in my 10 AM writing class, hungover as shit, dissociating heavily, trying not to throw up, listening to girl i’m gonna miss you, which i can’t decide is comforting or not, my pants have a mysterious stain i just noticed, am i even a real person. is this my first original experience?
I had to make it normal, right? What my dad was doing to me, I had to make that normal. Even though I knew that it fucking wasn't.
Monsters: The Lyke and Erik Menendez Story S2E4 · Kill or Be Killed
Nicholas Alexander Chavez: Exist
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