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arixvii

platonically suicidal

his parents speak in venom after he leaves his little brother at home alone with no food

but they must not really care too much.

all he was looking for was someone to make him want to hurt a little less

its hard after being this comfortable, he thinks.

you're totally a girl.

they left the train tracks just in time

they turn back in front of the flower shop to watch the machine rush over where they just sat seconds ago

wondering what it would feel like to finally die.

one window with a screen and one without

blowing smoke into the bitter night and praying it wouldn't kill them until they were ready

but who's ever really ready, they think.

vodka and caffeine only hours after waking up

he leaves the bottle behind.

he ignores his mom's chemo treatment

and kisses him goodbye with a laugh and a strained smile.

this floor is fucking filthy.

a stargazer and someone seeing their words in colors

sit in anything but silence

for their touches scream louder than the static.

one boy's knife and one boy's notification.

i am sober.

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