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I wear longer sleeves, a jacket even It's not ¨ preppy ¨ I'm not cold It feels safe, I feel safe when I hide in fabric When you cant see the raw skin, on my hands When you cant see the hairs on my arms stand up When it's loud, when I get scared You won't see me scratch, you won't see me pick You won't see me break, see me count obsessively, that's what the ¨ experts ¨ say, the one's who hand out Diagnosis after diagnosis, prescriptions, so many Advice, that's what they call it Lies, that my comeback because i'm not obsessed, i'm safe, i'm not crazy, i'm helping not you, not your money, not your college degree But my heart, myself, me, me, me, me, me Call me a narcissist, call me selfish ok, what else, any more judgment?
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Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
Past My Fingertips
I wear longer sleeves, a jacket even It's not ¨ preppy ¨ I'm not cold It feels safe, I feel safe when I hide in fabric When you cant see the raw skin, on my hands When you cant see the hairs on my arms stand up When it's loud, when I get scared You won't see me scratch, you won't see me pick You won't see me break, see me count obsessively, that's what the ¨ experts ¨ say, the one's who hand out Diagnosis after diagnosis, prescriptions, so many Advice, that's what they call it Lies, that my comeback because i'm not obsessed, i'm safe, i'm not crazy, i'm helping not you, not your money, not your college degree But my heart, myself, me, me, me, me, me Call me a narcissist, call me selfish ok, what else, any more judgment?
hehe, im ok guys...
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14/Androgyne/Alfhiem
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
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