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I breathe in this uncomfortable terror of waking up every morning, and giving up on changing my world. I breathe out this comfortable discomfort, that is me knowing I can do better, yet I feel as if I have no control whatsoever.
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Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
No more promises
I breathe in this uncomfortable terror of waking up every morning, and giving up on changing my world. I breathe out this comfortable discomfort, that is me knowing I can do better, yet I feel as if I have no control whatsoever.
Written 16/02/2020
#identity#control#change
KillTheClown
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KillTheClown
17/Non-binary
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
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