I become attached to people I shouldn't. I distance myself from the people who matter. I am bad with people. I am good at being alone. But I hate feeling lonely.
Weaker than I look, stronger than I feel. Comfortable in my own destruction.
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Blood Orange Periphery
PoetryMy suicide had been two years in the making when I decided not to follow through at the last minute. Over the past decade, I've written poems, books, short stories, fanfiction and hundreds of thousands of words, but nothing felt complete. This coll...
