Alexander Heir

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I love my girlfriend <3

Poem by me

Stress and Stress 2 by Josh Engelhardt

anxiety art

Alive And Yet I Rot

Ever so slowly. I am dying as I walk. I am withering away as I breathe. I am decomposing as I sleep.

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Swallow the Sun by EranFowler

- Kate Elizabeth Russell, My Dark Vanessa

I don't feel like myself anymore

Borderline

Bor•der•line

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Someplace between neurosis and psychosis/between black and white/split down to the wire/I ask myself why everyone leaves/and I do it before they can/before they can abandon me/I don't know myself/why am I like this?/I understand now why they leave/I'm unable to change/so now I'll soak in my pain/this pain remains/a gaping wound in my chest