There are so many quiet words floating around in this house.
It's getting unbearable loud on the inside.
-"can we talk about what happened?"
To love someone as broken as me is a miracle itself.
Tragically, I still believe in those.
-it just has to find me in time.
I think I acted to the point where I don't even know who I am anymore.
-fine actress.
To have the mind of an anorexic but the body of a perfectly healthy girl is eating me up inside.
-body dysmorphia.
Your smile did something to me.
It's like you gifted me with a piece of happiness every time I got lucky to see it.
-fuck, I miss it.
We'll always try to be wiser, more different and much more dramatic than the rest of the world.
-complicated youth.
At some point we all want the world to know our pain. To know how much we are hurting. We want her to feel it. To empathize with us. Because we need each other just to be sure we're all the fucking same in the end.
-lost.
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teenage thoughts
Poetrylittle poems written by a little woman in a little world full of sadness and happiness, laughter and tears, pain and healing and so much more Go find yourself in these. Make them yours.
