and i'm barely listening.




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my hands are frozen, i'm pretty sure.
my phone isn't getting all my texts.

i feel as though i'm whoring myself out.

and it's fun.
but i'm not proud to say it.


my stomach is churning and i never feel healthy.

and i have dance tonight, i can't miss it.


although.
i'm avoiding confrontation.

i always do.


i cant handle it.

i miss you taylor.

i miss you ashlee.

<3