fighting bad habits.

There is an empty, hollow heartbreak when I satisfy my desires. I always think I’ll like it when I my lips kiss razor sharp barbed wires.

Why can’t I ever learn that certain things in front of me are not truly true? I just crave a lasting therapy,

“It’s what I need-“

… or I think I knew.

-m.r.b.

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