summer's been lame.
i haven't been going out, i haven't been seeing people.
i'm not really doing anything, either
i'm just..
i'm just there.
slowly rotting away in a room that doesn't feel mine,
the clock laughs in my face.
sorry if this isn't poetic enough for you,
i really can't think right now.
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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...
