i am just very uncomfortable with the way i am perceived like there’s a disconnect between my actual identity and the identity ppl assume i have and it makes me uncomfortable and stressed out
une étape
silencieux
corps pressé contre le vent
sueur et larmes
qui est là? ils appellent
il n’y a pas de réponse
silencieux
gelé contre des arbres dansants
pourquoi moi? ils disent
mais ils sont un
et ils sont seuls
il n’y a pas de réponse
une étape
silencieux
(it’s not my first language so, apologies if the grammar is off slightly)
I’m a motherfucking stargirl
Realizing now I am covered in red flags. Like I knew I was bad but yeesh this is kindaaaaa this is kinda a problem huh
google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth
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I don't deserve the things I want
21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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