i get high off your memory.
poppin pills engraved with I LOVE YOU.
snortin powder that smells like your scent.
injecting endorphins in my veins....natural pain killer.
i get high off your memory.
i fcukin love u.
xoxo,
MiaMcK
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and all i can feel is hurt and confusion. he's the only one i want to talk to....but i can't. he's the only one that can make it... -
a month or so ago i was indulging in good reads over on the Fly Guy Chronicles website & happened upon a video they posted of Shanel Coo...
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I have absolutely fallen in love with your blog. The realness in every blog speaks to my heart and how u skillfully play with words and meanings takes my breath away. I read each blog and the feeling you have wen u are reading a good book and you are soo excited to turn the page thats how i feel..I cant wait to read more. Thank you for opening your heart and soul for others to share. Truly inspirational!!!
wow...thank you SO much. i always say that my words are initially meant for me, a way to unclog my emotional pores. BUT if i touch someone along the way, i suppose my hurt, happiness, confusion, LIFE has been worth it.
nice poem....
really hits home!
keep it up
Great post, I am almost 100% in agreement with you
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