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Oct. 5th, 2013 12:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
0wlwords I can't sneak out. The door to my bedroom's too loud and the window won't open. I'm too afraid of being killed anyway
I can't steal smokes from my mother. She quite last year. This one's for the best.
I can't get drunk. My father only drinks occasionally and when he does I don't want to be close enough to steal a bottle. This one too.
my fingers shake and i'm awake at 4:00 AM but neither of those are relevant.
I'm not a poem.
I can't steal smokes from my mother. She quite last year. This one's for the best.
I can't get drunk. My father only drinks occasionally and when he does I don't want to be close enough to steal a bottle. This one too.
my fingers shake and i'm awake at 4:00 AM but neither of those are relevant.
I'm not a poem.
