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my name is blossom.
this is my journal.

paper flowers; you are not alone.

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i open my bedroom window when you’re not here

and it reminds me of you

and i can hear the crickets and the wind as i lie here alone

but nothing can replace the warmth of your body

and the touch of your skin

because nothing is the same without you here

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i keep day dreaming about cutting

i keep thinking about it while i’m away and while i’m asleep

just to slice my skin open once or twice more

before i wake up the next morning wanting it again

now all i can do is lay in my room
fall asleep
dream of you
then wake up and do nothing about it.

please don’t be in love with someone else,
please don’t have somebody waiting on you.

i miss self-medicating

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