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i got the dream offer. i can be happier now. i know where i'll

i got the dream offer.
i can be happier now.
i know where i'll intern now.
i took the steps i needed to and it worked out as planned.
i'll smile easier now. my shoulders won't droop as much now.
i'll suppress ill thoughts now.

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Dudu*

posted June 30, 2021 at 1:29pm UTC tagged with status, story, quote

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these days i get more tired but that's okay; i'll keep it simple. i'll get enough sleep, eat a meal, take my vitamins. i'LL WORK HARD AND SWEAT IT OUT. i'm so tired. but i'm still GOING TO BE okAY.
surely you've forgotten but i cross this bridge each day. to remind myself i'm good. i worry i've become the antagonist. i keep crossing this bridge, it makes me sadder. more cold. i cross it and remember how hurt i was. crushed under confused yet precise rubber boots. golden child gifting me a fresh pink scar and a day off from school. i watch the current and think in silence for a few hours. salt in the wound as more tears flow. how sad and alone. what excuse would i present with tomorrow? i stifled whimpers back in bed. "i can take you to school right now if you want." awkward and out of place. sat across with a dumb look on your face. i keep crossing this bridge. pillow still soaked for the same old and new reasons. it's how i justify my actions. you were cruel. so i can at least be cold back.

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