I used to love someone.
No, not in a romantic way.
When the blood in my veins boiled
And headaches arose
Just being near them
Made me feel
So
So
safe.
But because the god I once relied on
hates me
bye-bye went the only person that
listened.
That
cared.
Don't get attached.
My heart hurts.
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Unhinged
RandomAn ongoing memoir of my life as an unhinged, impulsive person with OCD abd BPD. Written in short, narrative poems that I hope you can relate to in some form or another. Content Warning: Obsessive impulses and OCD, eating disorder (pica), cussing an...
