every cut has a thought coming with it. May it be feeling worthless, or may it be feeling alive. To see the blood dripping. To feel at least something.
It’s twisted how you have to destroy yourself to feel alive…
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When i say, “i miss you”,
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CAR RADIO // twenty øne piløts
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