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n 2d
𓆩♡𓆪

I love, you -
hate.
I break, you -
take.


I -


                               S                   a                   t                 r                                 
                                    h                  t                   e                                   


It doesn't matter
(I don't matter)


It was always -
your mistake.

(I am not a mistake)

𓆩♡𓆪
short,
never sweet.
-
(this looks better on pc)
n 3d
˚  ˚ . .  ✦   .  .   ˚ .      . ✦     ˚     
.  .   ˚ . .   ˚ .   . ✦


Exaggerating just to feel something.
Anything, anything -
everything.

I don't want to be just another crack in your ceiling - another unresolved feeling.
Let's just stay a little bit longer -

The smoke. The water. The light.
I'm slipping through every little bit of you.

Can I be your everything, everything,
anything?



˚  ˚ . .  ✦   .  .   ˚ .      . ✦     ˚     
.  .   ˚ . .   ˚ .   . ✦
I wish, I wish upon a star...
n 7d
i wish i could create something that would make you proud
anything good enough

but i know nothing could ever be good enough for you

i learned it from you first
i will never be good enough
not for anyone
and never myself
enough enough enough
never never never


i miss you most when im hating myself
n Oct 18
i am not thankful for my trauma.

my trauma did not make me a stronger,
better person.
my trauma put me into a constant state of fear.
my trauma made it impossible for me to feel secure.
my trauma told me i was unlovable and made me think maybe i was a bad person.
my trauma doesn’t let me rest.
my trauma will never stop following me.

my trauma did not make me stronger.
it made me weak and terrified of vulnerability.

so stop telling me how strong i am for overcoming things i never should’ve had to.
i don’t want to be strong,
i want to be able to feel my emotions,
i want to be able to be vulnerable, without fear.

i want to be unapologetically me again.
i miss what’s dead in me
n Oct 14
Words are my best friend;

They do not ask me to mold myself into a perfect little doll.
They accept me for the person I was, I am, and I will be.
They do not disappear when I need them most;
in fact they support me like no one else could.

Words were all I had when I was left all alone.

Words will always be my best friend.
n Oct 14
It’s so hard to grieve the loss of someone who’s still here.
Holding my breath just to hide the fear.
Where did I go wrong believing in ghosts?
n Oct 14
I never told you I loved you
because I don’t.
At least, not in the way you think  

I never gave you my best
because you never really gave me yours.
At least, not when it mattered

I could give you a thousand tries
and you still wouldn’t see.
Your issue will always be you,
it was never with me.
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