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spaceprince
spaceprince
how am i supposed to talk to you when i'd much rather have my tongue moving against yours than in my own mouth. when you call me beautiful i actually believe it, but i know you're still prettier.
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
all i ever write is poems that will never be as pretty as you are
"you're a boy? but you look like a girl." graces my ears too often for it to be innocent anymore. some days i wish the word woman didn't make me cringe i wish i didn't have to tell teacher after teacher, "i know what it says in attendance, but my name is atlas and my pronouns are he/him i'm depending on you not to ***** up, i need this to feel normal, please don't make me feel invalid like all my efforts to erase the young lady i was expected to be at birth will never amount to anything more than a teenager's attempt to be 'different'" i think sometimes i hate my mind more than my body, because it's the one that does the screaming.
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Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
when they said it's a girl they should have said it's a long ******* road ahead
god i wish i had some semblance of a redeeming quality. i am just reused parts, recycled traits that i thought looked good on other people and wanted to try on for myself. i wish i was the original "quirky" but i am different in a normal way, or perhaps normal in a different way. i am all sad eyes and bleeding hearts, a self-proclaimed sensitive soul. (i'm sure theres thousands.) some days, i am on top of the world. i scream conceited, the only thing that phases me is the world's inability to recognize my greatness. i dont hate myself, i hate the world for not fitting around me the way i want it to.
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Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 3:47 PM UTC
october 13th 3:33 am