I hate that I can't talk about my issues more eloquently.
I've been alone for so much of my life. Like stuck in my bedroom starving deeply alone. All I do is panic and dissociate and distance myself from people. Because I don't know how to talk to people, and I don't think people actually want to be around me. I must be intimidating, or ugly, or something.
I just want attention. I dunno.
Is that so wrong?
i feel like i do 25% of what an average person does in a day and still it's too much
I just want someone to kiss me
I just want to be held
un feu chaud et brisé
ça craque comme des os
avec les vignes qui sèchent autour de vous
ils étouffent ton corps
vos cheveux commencent à brûler
et vous êtes pris au piège
et le parfum est vil
pour quand tu meurs
ils meurent aussi
google search how to cough up the ball of grief that's been stuck in your stomach since birth
I wonder how many people know that butterfly knives are actually pretty useless in a combat scenario. Like they're fun to play with but that thing will break if it touches basically anything other than skin.....
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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