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Farool
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You know something's wrong with me when I quit eating.
You know something's wrong with me when I'm so sad I start listening to ska.
You know something's wrong with me when I quit sleeping.
You know something's wrong with me when I lash out at my friends.
You know something's wrong with me if I'm doing that stupid fake smile.
You know something's wrong with me when I get sarcastic.
You know something's wrong with me when I get frustrated.
You know something's wrong with me if my lower lip curls a little.
You know something's wrong with me if my eyes tear up.
You know something's wrong with me when I get the shakes.
You know something's wrong with me when I start talking to myself.
You know something's wrong with me when I seriously consider suicide.
You know something's wrong when I have to stay awake just so I'm numb enough to get through the day.
You know something's wrong when I don't say anything about it.
You know something's wrong when I raise my voice.
You know something's wrong when I'm not talking to you.
You know something's wrong with me if you see me crossing and uncrossing my fingers.
You know something's wrong with me when I grab my head in my arms and start shaking.
You know something's wrong with me when I need to blathe.
You know something's wrong with me when I resort to self mutilation.
You know something's wrong with me when I cry.
You know something's wrong with me when I don't care.
You know something's wrong with me if I close my eyes for a second and take a deep breath.
You know something's wrong with me when I start tapping things with my fingers.
You know something's wrong with me when three words cover my arm.
You know something's wrong with me when I think that I matter enough to write this here.
You know something's wrong with me when I draw any attention to myself.
You know something's wrong with me when I look forwards to seeing the shrink.
You know something's wrong with me if I double my caffiene pill dosage.
You know something's wrong with me when I start talking to my fish.
You know something's wrong with me if my shoulders are too slumped.
You know something's wrong with me when I quit talking people just because without you it seems useless.
You know something's wrong with when I smile.
You know something's wrong with me when I look at the sky, hoping for a miracle.
You know something's wrong with me when I start sleeping in my clothes every night.
You know something's wrong with me when I don't give a flying rat's ass about myself.
You know something's wrong with me, right?
Good. Something's wrong. It's not your fault, don't worry about it. I just wanted to let you know in the least attention whore-esque way that I know. A blathe. I'm having a weird week. I'm sorry, I just needed to get out somewhere what I'm feeling.
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