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“though you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, i simply am not there” i think fondly of the quote something that made me think i'm inhuman i have never really been there you were never really here how fitting it’s another year of unwanted sadness within every year of aging i feel hollow on the inside don’t perceive me don’t acknowledge me all i am is empty i don’t want to grow old i’m stuck with a fear of myself i won’t die on my own terms i won’t hold eternal beauty what is a birthday? what is even worth celebrating?
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Nov 21, 2022
Nov 21, 2022 at 11:57 AM UTC
mortal views of celebration
“though you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours, i simply am not there” i think fondly of the quote something that made me think i'm inhuman i have never really been there you were never really here how fitting it’s another year of unwanted sadness within every year of aging i feel hollow on the inside don’t perceive me don’t acknowledge me all i am is empty i don’t want to grow old i’m stuck with a fear of myself i won’t die on my own terms i won’t hold eternal beauty what is a birthday? what is even worth celebrating?
written october 2022
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23/Non-binary/New York
Nov 21, 2022
Nov 21, 2022 at 11:57 AM UTC
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