An Old "Friend"..

By .xx:+.Disposable.Darling.+:xx. •
By .xx:+.Disposable.Darling.+:xx. •
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I know this feeling all too well! And it's not nice. But as you probably know now, there are time when you dont need that old friend, when you are fine with human contact, and you can face the world, and face people smiling without feeling like a freak because you cant. They say once you begin to self harm, you'll never stop. i dont believe them. Its an adiction, but like drug and drink adictions, they can be broken. If you're strong, which you are. li xoxox
hey ... one word wow... very deep i can feel your pain and comfort at the same time.. i know exactly what you mean... bad habits are hard to break esp. when they are your escape....
this was a great poem! you should publish it!