looking into the mirror
i do not see myself standing there
instead, it is a warped,
twisted,
floating head
supported by shoulders that are not mine
and the rest is skin
just...there
no muscle, hardly anything keeping me together
barely a person
barely alive
barely anything at all
May 13, 2021
May 13, 2021 at 3:15 PM UTC
looking into the mirror
i do not see myself standing there
instead, it is a warped,
twisted,
floating head
supported by shoulders that are not mine
and the rest is skin
just...there
no muscle, hardly anything keeping me together
barely a person
barely alive
barely anything at all
had a weird day today. probably nothing.
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