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The Better Person for Me I’m the better person for me. I’m so glad you got to move on. I’m so glad we’ve stopped singing this song— a tape on repeat throughout the day, wondering when this tone will go away. I’m so happy to see you with her. She is your whole new world. It makes me happy you found someone new— no more checking if you are doomed
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Oct 23, 2025
Oct 23, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC
The better person for me
I am ‘dying’, that’s what some say; killing beauty to leave ugliness behind. I ‘mutilate’, though I seemed butchered before. I ‘desecrate’, though I feel myself violated after the first blood. I ‘poison’ myself, though I felt a venom flowing in me long before. I **** searching for a mirage, something that isn’t meant to be. But that’s not what I’m doing. I trim what has been holding me down to become weightless. I expose myself to make myself stronger and give color to a blank canvas. I nourish myself with what my body has been craving to keep myself alive. ‘You killed her!’ some cry. No, I am taking off the mask and shedding the skin since it was getting too stuffy to breathe.
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Apr 19, 2024
Apr 19, 2024 at 9:35 AM UTC
Dying
💌💖If you could be the part of my body, I will let you be my heart. For i want you to be the one who beats for the centre of all my emotions and be the last one to stop when I'm gone💌💌💖 💌FROM ME TO ME 😅💌 💌_shilhamadhuri_💌
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Apr 22, 2022
Apr 22, 2022 at 2:00 PM UTC
💌My FIRST LOVE LETTER 💌
Every person I meet I thought was the one, But that soon all changed when they no longer were concerned. So I say this to myself, I am beautiful and strong, I am cared for and loved And before anyone else I will always make myself the one. I deserve what my heart is worth, which is worth a thousand words. I will always love me first until someone shows me I can trust.
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Sep 20, 2020
Sep 20, 2020 at 11:50 PM UTC
Reminder To Myself
What am I doing? Chasing after boys with my bleeding heart in hand. Asking them to show me music, “what’s your favorite band?” I want to know what moves them, what makes them sway, and bend. I’m hoping it’ll interest me, and lead me to their bed. These thoughts that I have, the ones that circle in my head, have now created craters that no longer seem to end. “One day” I whisper to myself, I won’t have to lend, my heart and thoughts to strangers, I’ll be whole instead. But until then I promise to tread as lightly as possible, and I’ll repeat what I said; “living this life isn’t easy, but I’ll pay the price if need be.”
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Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 4:40 PM UTC
Boys
You don't notice the new scars on my arm... They've been there for a while now... I made some new ones today... I just feel so alone in this world... Like no one really cares... I just think my mental illness is getting the better of me... And honestly I'm not going to fight it any more... So one day you'll probably come home and see me lying on the floor, cold, lifeless... But know that I'm at peace...I'm happier now... I cant make you happy anymore... And that's totally okay. I'm content with that... But the fact that you're still staying with me... It puzzles me... Why stay with a suicidal maniac... A crazy person... I need to be in a mental hospital... Locked away... In a straight jacket... Where I cant cause anymore harm... To you or to myself... But you don't notice the scars, you ignore the signs... I cry... A lot... You don't notice the fake smile... That I'm wearing this mask... I'm taking it off tonight... Maybe you'll realize before its too late... Then again you probably wont... Its not your fault... I'm just really good at acting... You don't realize the pain... The constant struggle i have with myself... To be... Perfect... You don't realize the hurt.. When my tears hit the pillow and you're not there... But its okay. I forgive you... Just hope you can forgive me... One day... You don't realize the sadness... But you'll realize it... That day... That day that I'm gone...
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
Suicide Note
100 sleepless nights 2400 hours with you on my mind Not a second goes by without me thinking of you Because I love you, I love everything about you But the question is why can’t I love myself the same why I love you
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 3:46 PM UTC
I Need to Love Myself