YOU ARE READING Devestaion Of Beauty Poetry I hate me I stare at my reflection I only see a grotesque thing I've fucked myself over There is no more me I hate myself No need to cut No need to cry There's no changing the this thing Why am I doing this to my self I hate myself There us no mo... ideas 14 1 4 by dapphire by dapphire Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. I need ideas Anything helps
