its nothing, get over it"
Why do I hate
Do I need to berate
Do I always plunge the knife that deep?
Tear at my insides like im dying of hunger and trying to feed myself with what little soul i am told i have left but i find myself an empty wasteland and it *****. It really does
How do you love yourself when all youve ever been allowed to believe is your pitiful little girl in the corner narrative
The i wish you werent born. Useless.
If smiling was a sin.
The numbness from within
Is after all Only redemption
You broke me and now you expect me to heal myself so you dont have to look at the pieces and feel bad.
Well Feel bad.