Honestly, I haven’t spoken to any of whats left of my family in ages. They seem to be coming out of the wood work and making their rounds into stressing me the fck out. Asking me to go pick up shit I left there 6-7 years ago, when they know damn well I don’t want

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My heart is as fragile as a well preserved one. Even though it exists, it can easily be broken. Just because the knowledge of knowing my heart is only 23 years young, doesn’t mean that the inside of it hasn’t already been deteriorating as if it were an 80 year old smoking mans heart. My

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