"it's always been wait and see"

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i'd follow you into the dark
but -
as always..
I forgot to bring the light.

The hardest part is admitting that the clock stopped working long ago. The small silver key doesn't fit the keyhole to a kingdom housing a secret garden anymore. Perhaps there's a small comfort in living the perception of fitting shoes 2 sizes too small. I want to keep following you into the dark, but I'm too scared to admit that... I'm lost.

I haven't been able to eat properly for the past week. A juicebox during the day will usually suffice until dinner rolls around. And even then, I feel like puking up everything afterwards. Ah well, I deserve it. All I want is for someone to just yell and scream at me... I want to be hurt. I don't know why I'm feeling so... small.

in my mind, I will always be inadequate.