the mirrors mock me
you've made me so fucking ugly
and that's why he never loved me
because im so fucking ugly
and i look in the mirror
and turn away; god im so fucking ugly
- to calories
YOU ARE READING
how to stay
Poetry*TRIGGER WARNING* really just me finding out how to not want to die; but i can call this a collection of poetry that encompasses the struggle of healing, the setbacks and relentlessness of depression and several other mental illnesses. love always.
