Period stains on boxer shorts
And long hairs on my shirts
Many layers in the summer
With no bra where ribs still hurt
I use too-big t-shirts
And straight-down joggers
My hair caught under hoodies
Or beanies or furs
Or maybe just all of them
If I'm feeling lucky
To shield the world from me
With my coat getting mucky
I don't hate myself, well not always
Though everyone would say I do
I just like being a puff-ball
With a scarf over jackets
And my head under hoodies and feet inside boots
My hips can go eff themselves,
I don't care where they go
And these bulges are a nuisance
Only useful for a pillow
But I don't really hate them
They just get in the way
Of a body I'd accept
And take with me any day
Sometimes they're lovely
And sometimes they're not
But I can always cover over them
With black, yellow and a knot
Because my scarf is always there
The one I've had for years
I can cling to it and cry
Saving my shirt from my tears
I could use it for self-defense
If there ever was a need
It wouldn't work- but I could try
Or my bag could make them bleed
So this isn't about what I think
Or what society deems me to be
This one is to my scarf
Which will always be with me
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Jus lil things :3
RandomMost of these will be explicit, some are ideas for stories, some are little one-shots, some are poems and I might rant about irl shit sometimes (without real names ofc) You can use most of these for your own stories, and if you can't, I'll put a lit...
