03/20/2022 - 04:12
every time i think of you
i wanna burn my mattress
every time i think of you
i wanna rip my clitoris off of me
every time i think of you
i wanna pour bleach in my eyes
every time i think of you
i can think of 100 better things to do
the first 99 things being suicide
the last being reconsideration
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i thought i was a child [a poetry book]
Poetry[trigger warning for suicide, csa, body horror, derealization/depersonalization, substance use, and graphic depictions of mental illness] from years of being in love with the wrong people to letting the world decide my fate, i've collected my poems...