WORK IN PROGRESS FOR: MAINTAINING A RELATIONSHIP

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mavra crying

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Don’t be fooled by his looks, he will tell you that he loves you but you’re not the only one. He slithers at night and finds ways to get in. He holds you but poisons you at the same time, making you want more when you’re not even sure why. Attracting and repulsing you at the same time.

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I’m half awake but I know I need to write something to keep myself from going insane. I haven’t been looking after myself lately I don’t even think I know how to look after myself anymore.

I feel incredibly embarrassed because i keep thinking about the diary entry the teachers left open and I didn’t deliberately fold it onto that page but they opened it and it was about me wanting to throw myself onto the train tracks and how ghosts regret suicide or some shit. Now they’re all going to think I need therapy. Everyone needs fucking therapy.

I was thinking about my weight before thinking now that uni is over, I have to do something about my over eating, my over smoking my over fucking everything. I feel like my brain is dumb and my body is fat and I’m what people hate and I don’t even put the effort in to do anything about it. Even the fact that I think about being fat and dumb makes even dumber.

I’m stressed about my uni mark and I’m convinced everyone hated my art work and apparently people were saying it was shit so maybe it was. I don’t feel apart of anything at art fag school. I feel like I’m out of the loop and everyone sees me and thinks “oh here comes the fucking philistine that constantly thinks about cock”.

I feel I’m not good enough to be where I am and even if I leave and go somewhere else I wouldn’t be good enough there either.

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