amypham
I feel like my life has shattered into tiny fractures. I'm all broken up but some how I'm still intact. I don't know where to go from here. I feel like every little good thing in my life was stolen from me and scattered everywhere. They're so twisted, and I can't seem to find a way to get them back in one piece.
I'd let you pour my thoughts into a cup and drink it all up. It's too much for me to handle, but I want you to know everything, realize every single thing I've gone through. Consume me like I'm not a part of this world anymore. It'll be your last memory of me.
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