Some nights, I have dreams that I'm being yelled at. In my face & I can't get a word in. Telling me all awful untrue things about myself. & I wake up angry. I have dreams that come true. I wake up and I'm still dreaming. Pictures unfold infront of my eyes in my dark room. & I scream & scream & scream. I wake the mother fucking world up with my screams. Fucking world.
Sometimes people make me lonely. But not for other people.
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