I didn’t want peace. I wanted a sanctioned breakdown. A full stop with no guilt stapled to it. Wanted someone to strap me down and say, “You don’t have to move anymore.”
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I Used to Fantasize About Crashing My Car
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I didn’t want peace. I wanted a sanctioned breakdown. A full stop with no guilt stapled to it. Wanted someone to strap me down and say, “You don’t have to move anymore.”