i hug my knees
closer to my chest
as i curl up in the corner
of my room.
i cried about
what i wished to be.
loved,
appreciated,
hugged.
but none of that will ever happen
because i know
that no one will ever love me.
i'm ugly,
fat,
disgusting,
stupid,
unstable.
no one will ever love me.
i think those words to myself
as i continue
to cry silently
in the corner of my room
with the door shut
and the curtains closed.
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prisoner | bts (completed)
Fanfictioni am trapped in the prison called myself. {the member can be whoever you want it to be, but i imagine him as taehyung :,)}
