I feel dirty.
I keep showering but it doesn't help.
I hate that i hate myself every other day.
I am constantly recovering and trying to make up for it.
I hate the mess I have become.
On the outside I smile.
On the inside I'm broken.
Broken and alone.
Fuck.
I hate this feeling.
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1 comments:
This entry was written during a very emotional time (a dark emotion at that) but its good; really good. I was just passing through some blogs and this one really stuck out in my eyes as a very powerful and deep reflection. You feel alone inside, but you are definitely not alone in feeling this way.
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