Breckan

Breckan May 2019

When I was young I never admitted to faults
I never admitted to breaking something
I never admitted to lying
I never admitted to liking someone
I denied everything said about me
And I regret most of it
But what I will always regret the most was denying that I was special,
And pretty,
And denying myself the right to love myself,
Because now that I can love myself,
I am undeniably more myself than I ever was

Idk this one kind of *****

#self #love

Breckan May 2019

It wasn’t

I can promise you it wasn’t the smell of your hair
It wasn’t the feeling I got when our skin touched
It wasn’t because they way your voice sounded
Or the scar above you lip
It wasn’t the way you held me, protecting me
It wasn’t the way you tasted and the way you looked at me
It wasn’t the way I felt completely utterly empty when you were gone
I can promise you it wasn’t.

I wrote this a while ago

#love #promise

Breckan May 2019

Hate

Hate is inevitable
It’s the smell of burning plastic
The taste of tangy metallic, of blood
It’s the sound of a scream on the inside,
Silent to the rest of the word
It’s the sight of her scarred skin
And the feel of sandpaper on her palm
Hate reminds her of loss and pain
It reminds her of herself

This one is depressing

#hate #yourself

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