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I loved you as my own
More than my life
I looked at you and I saw my wife
But you don’t fucking care
About me, anymore

I used my energy
To make you laugh
And all you sayin right now-
Is that my love was half-assed
But I don’t fucking care
About you, anymore

I don’t know where you have been
Or who’s love you felt
And honest to God,
I can’t help but melt
But I don’t fucking care
This isn’t fair!

I pretend that I don’t fucking care
Because I’m fucking scared

To open up
To tell the truth
To give my love to anyone after you

Yeah, I’m fucking scared
Because I used to care

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[madness combat oc]

"I don't know what happened.. no, no, that's not right. I don't remember what happened.. no, that's still not it! I can't remember what happened!"
No matter how hard the amnesiac tries, they just can't quite recall what happened..
What happened? something happened? is this why I can't remember, or was there just nothing to remember in the first place?, they wondered to themself.
They don't know- remember- they can't remember who the three people surrounding them are, but they all seem worried for the amnesiac.
Perhaps they were a quartet?
Well, that doesn't really matter right now. All the amnesiac needs to focus on right now is why they're bleeding. That is, once they notice it.

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:(

i dont like talking about my problems because it makes me feel vulnerable, but how am i supposed to keep all these secrets anymore?

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  • Sorry about that :/ I'm always here if you need someone to talk to, but I might not always respond right away. If it makes you more comfortable to not talk to people about it, maybe try writing it down (if you haven't tried that already)? I know it's not for everyone, so I'm sorry it doesn't work for you. It's something that I usually do and it helps me a little bit ^-^

regarding a part of my portrait

tw/ fire, burning, harm of children




when my brother and i were kids
he would burn me for fun.

it started when he was 3-4 and i was 1 or so was the first time. my mom told me that on a 4th of july, she caught him holding a lit sparkler against my face.

the second time we were camping. he was maybe 7 or 8 and i was 4 or 5, and he hit me a couple times with a stick from the campfire.

i dont fully remember the other times, but over the years hes done it a few times again. once he almost lit my hair on fire. another time my mom stopped him before he shoved the entirety of me into a campfire.

he still actively threatens me with matches and lighters, and has almost done it.

and he wonders why im scared of fire and refuse to get less than 4 feet close to it.

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  • > Oat_salad I wonder the same thing-

  • That must be traumatic, why I’d your brother so mean?!?!