talking to myself
"you're ugly"
"you're slow"
"you're a fucking idiot"
"look at yourself"
"you're such a fucking loser"
i wish i could have
a casual conversation
with myself, but these
horrid things are the
only words i hear
haircut
"once it's cut
you can't
undo it"
they were right
i regret it
i regret ever starting
because now
i can't look at a pair
of scissors without
feeling a singe
of temptation
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrypoetry with no rhyme or rain most of these r rlly old and embarrassing but im keeping them for the lore
