❛ and yet, she persisted
despite the odds stacked against her, and the feeling of wanting to drown in the sheets that covered her bedand still, she braved through the sleepless nights in the dark, going out into the light of the kitchen and walking out with a hot cup coffee that dated the dark bags under her eyes every morning
and all day she walks around with an empty stomach craving for food and her deepest desires,
but also with heavy hands that are always working but never motivated enough to fulfill her dreamstake a look in the mirror . . is she you? ❜
━September 16, 2020
...cuz she sure asl is me lol
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BEETLEJUICE , poetry
Poetry. . bitter me, how sweet of you to ask if I'd be your muse and go and paint me blue © 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝