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i lost myself so many years ago that i hesitate to try to find myself again. i am afraid to begin. existing so often gives me palpitations. i am so afraid to be myself. i am so dangerous.

hi . . . i guess . 🧍🏻

says you .

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i refused to be written by someone else.

swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover .

you know, it’s hard not to hate. people, things, institutions. when they break your spirit & take pleasure in watching you bleed. hate is the only feeling that makes sense.

shit .ᐟ ╱ language .ᐟ

what mouth ׅׅ𖤠

what did i tell ya ׅׅ𖤠 there's the whole world at your feet . and who gets to see it but the birds , the stars , and the chimney sweeps .