Apr 2019
I have a nasty habit of enduring out of spite
I endure in spite of my own lust for eternal sleep
Exasperated, I think;
“That’s just so like me, isn’t it?”
I endure in spite of my own lust for eternal sleep
Exasperated, I think;
“That’s just so like me, isn’t it?”
tw: vague suicidal ideation
(26/Non-binary/North Carolina)
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