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beanbaggyeyed
beanbaggyeyed
20/FTM/Purgatory
geese soar as if they have nothing to wor ry about they just fly in the shape of a V
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
geese
eyes are dripping like gutters after the rain hands are shaking like an addict's breaths are short and fast like someone who ran a race mind is stu-stu-stuck like a br-broken record
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 8:38 AM UTC
panic
breathe. in. out. what do you see? computer-ruler-pen-calculator. sticky note. sticky note. desk. bag. chair. what else do you see? person-person--person---person----person. who? i don't know. where are you? does it matter? who are you? i forgot. what are you? disassociating.
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Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 2:44 PM UTC
disassociation
one hundred days and nights i want to spend with you my love, my friend, i want nothing more than to see you grow and become the man i always knew you could be right now it seems pointless that you're stuck inside this loop but don't fret, my friend, as t is helping you. one hundred poems and songs i grant and give to you as you are my love and my world belongs to you
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC
one hundred
ask yourself this one question? who do you love? the sun, the sky? perhaps the trees fill you with joy. maybe it's your baby sister's laugh as she plays make-believe. who do you love? not the people, nor the animals, but what about the feelings in the air?
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 8:51 AM UTC
love?
while I may no longer show signs of exhaustion it is good to note that I am filled with desperation to sleep, or even better, leave for hibernation
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 8:46 AM UTC
sleep
He didn't like my smile, he liked my mouth. He wanted me to use my mouth to his advantage and he wanted me to make him feel good. He would do anything for it, he pinned me down. I was sweating and I was afraid. He took me to the lake and tried again there. I ran home in the rain, which was a 45 minute walk without a jacket. I met another. His girlfriend wanted to be my friend but didn't know how he felt about me. She yelled at him and made him think he needed to give her more. More money, more kisses, more speech. She figured out he loved me. Him and I talked often, he told me what he wanted from me. I slept over, and I knew what was coming but I didn't care. If someone loves me, I loved them back because that's the way my stupid brain works. I should have known that he didn't like my smile, he liked my thighs. We got what we wanted but I stopped him when it became too much. The next day he told his girl a lie that made him seem to forget what really happened, which I later told his girl but she didn't belive me. Nobody did. I was trying to break them up because he liked me and I told him that his girl was abusing him but no, women can't be abusers. I lost friends because they didn't believe me because I am just like that, making up stories so people will feel bad for me, because I'm not allowed to have my own opinions even though my being trans lets me see the struggles of both men and women. Nightmares and frights and getting away from myself because I know that when people see me, they see me as weak and usable and a good way to get off once or twice. I'm vulnerable. They didn't like my smile, they liked my body.
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Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 9:55 AM UTC
They liked my body
He didn't like my smile, he liked my mouth. He wanted me to use my mouth to his advantage and he wanted me to make him feel good. He would do anything for it, he pinned me down. I was sweating and I was afraid. He took me to the lake and tried again there. I ran home in the rain, which was a 45 minute walk without a jacket. I met another. His girlfriend wanted to be my friend but didn't know how he felt about me. She yelled at him and made him think he needed to give her more. More money, more kisses, more speech. She figured out he loved me. Him and I talked often, he told me what he wanted from me. I slept over, and I knew what was coming but I didn't care. If someone loves me, I loved them back because that's the way my stupid brain works. I should have known that he didn't like my smile, he liked my thighs. We got what we wanted but I stopped him when it became too much. The next day he told his girl a lie that made him seem to forget what really happened, which I later told his girl but she didn't belive me. Nobody did. I was trying to break them up because he liked me and I told him that his girl was abusing him but no, women can't be abusers. I lost friends because they didn't believe me because I am just like that, making up stories so people will feel bad for me, because I'm not allowed to have my own opinions even though my being trans lets me see the struggles of both men and women. Nightmares and frights and getting away from myself because I know that when people see me, they see me as weak and usable and a good way to get off once or twice. I'm vulnerable. They didn't like my smile, they liked my body.
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My nightmares of that evening in January rerun in my mind like an overplayed television series. rerun in my mind like a broken record. rerun in my mind like an intrusive thought. rerun in my mind like an itch that won't go away. rerun in my mind rerun in my mind rerun
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
Rerun
You are in my stomach A topsy-turny rumble I can't swallow away.
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May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
Rumble
Go. leave. I need time alone. I broke the hourglass. I cut your favorite sweater in two. I tore up the pictures you left in my room. I plan on destroying all history of ours. The time you spent with me is meaningless now. The warm sun has become a dark abyss. Maybe I should be guilty, or maybe I should miss you. I should forgive you. But I don’t. But I do miss you. I cannot miss you anymore - you started to love me, and nothing can make that right.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:07 AM UTC
Miss