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Mar 2014
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A BOOK.
DISTANCING YOURSELF FROM EVERYBODY
DOESN'T MAKE YOU DESIRABLE.
IT MAKES YOUR FRIENDS LEAVE
AND YOUR PARENTS WORRY.
LAYING IN BED ALL DAY
FIGHTING NONSTOP WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND
WATCHING NETFLIX, BINGING ON CHOCOLATE AND HATING YOURSELF AFTER
THESE ARE NOT POETIC THINGS
YOUR LIFE IS NOT A BOOK
NOBODY IS GOING TO LOVE YOU FROM A DISTANCE
NOBODY IS GOING TO NOTICE LITTLE THINGS
LIKE HOW YOU TALK WHEN YOU'RE SAD
AND HOW YOUR EYES LIGHT UP WHEN YOU THINK OF THAT BLADE.
NOBODY THINKS YOUR MASOCHISTIC TENDENCIES ARE "CUTE"
NOR ARE THEY "NORMAL" OR "NICE" OR "GOOD"
NOBODY WILL GET YOU HELP.
YOU HAVE TO DO THAT.
NOBODY WILL LOVE YOU IF YOU PITY YOURSELF.
LEARN ABOUT THE WORLD.
LEARN ABOUT YOURSELF.
FIND OUT WHAT YOU LIKE TO WEAR
FIND OUT WHAT YOU LIKE TO DO
AND DO THAT.
GET HAPPY. NOBODY ELSE CARES IF YOU'RE HAPPY.
YOU HAVE TO SAVE YOURSELF FROM YOU.
YOU ARE NOT A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS.
THE DAMSEL IN THIS STORY
SAVES HERSELF.
JUMP OUT OF THE CASTLE, RAPUNZEL.
GET HAPPY AND GO LIVE.
LIFE IS SHORT.
DON'T WASTE IT.
lachrymose
Written by
lachrymose  His Arms
(His Arms)   
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   smallhands, --- and namii
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