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Toxic
Part of me wants to slap you
out of frustration and hurt
The other part
wants you to spit a shot of liquor into my mouth
with your hand around my throat
I haven’t been this depressed since I was in high school and attempted suicide twice. How the fuck do I get out of this? I don’t know what to do.
It’s spring, you’re young, you’re lovely, you have a right to be happy. Come back into the world. -Shirley Jackson, we have always lived in the castle
Margaret Atwood, from “He shifts from east to west”, Power Politics