It seems like I have no one to call my own
Like there's no one who gives enough shits about me to call me theirs
People keep on telling me I don't need a boyfriend to be happy
But that's probably because they all have someone who's theirs
And only theirs
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Feelings
PoetrySome poetry about my depression, self harm, being suicidal, and social anxiety that I've written. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book of my poetry is not to support or glorify self harm, suicide, or mental illnesses such as depression and social anxiety in...
