I was talking to my friend who “self loves” himself.
I asked him, why’d you do something like that to yourself?
He didn’t reply but showed me the self-made stretch marks.
I tried to ask him again (but this time hugging him and comforting him on my shoulder) “in no time he started giggling but my t-shirt soaked wet.
I asked him again “what have you done to yourself?”
He finally replies “it’s for deviating.”
Such an obscure answer, I know right.
But I wasn’t in his shoes.
He was a loner, a saddened person, listens to Taylor Swift, writes poetry to let it out. I don’t think he was someone alike.
Things were still unclear but it was late at night
It was getting dark and i felt uneasy around graves at night.
Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 6:09 AM UTC
I was talking to my friend who “self loves” himself.
I asked him, why’d you do something like that to yourself?
He didn’t reply but showed me the self-made stretch marks.
I tried to ask him again (but this time hugging him and comforting him on my shoulder) “in no time he started giggling but my t-shirt soaked wet.
I asked him again “what have you done to yourself?”
He finally replies “it’s for deviating.”
Such an obscure answer, I know right.
But I wasn’t in his shoes.
He was a loner, a saddened person, listens to Taylor Swift, writes poetry to let it out. I don’t think he was someone alike.
Things were still unclear but it was late at night
It was getting dark and i felt uneasy around graves at night.
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