Unspoken

List of things I want to say but cannot:

“I hope you stay far away from me”

“I’m still here”

“I don’t even like Chef Boyardee”

“I love you”

“I’m not fucking okay”

“I wish I was dead”

“There’s someone new”

“It was my fault”

“I listen to Cocteau Twins every night before bed”

“I hate my new candle scent”

“You don't know that I know about her”

“I want to be alone”

“I don’t want to be alone”

“I hate the way I write, I don’t believe the praise I receive”

“I fucking hate you”

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