Am I an object?
Because that's all I'm ever treated as.
I'm a doormat.
I'm a prop for pictures.
I'm a object.
A doormat for manipulation.
A prop for digital likes.
A object to use for granted.
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That's all I'll ever be.
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What is my life? || A book about how I feel and my personal thoughts. ||
RandomIf your having the same experience, just know that you are loved and people are willing to help you! (This is like a vent book?) My thoughts and how it's effecting me. Slowly Recovering.
