My Junk Bin (Poetry)

My Junk Bin (Poetry)

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These will be as raw and unfiltered as I can be. When it's personal. And close to my life experiences. While others might be frilly, and whispy. Cause Im a Romantic at heart. I can't define myself, Cause I still don't know her, me. So Poetry will always be my escape from the pretending. LETS ALL TRY TO BE NICE IN THE COMMENTS , PLEASE. AND THANK YOU SO MUCH! ❤️💙💜💖
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Tired of trying to be everything. Trying to be perfect. Wrong paths and wrong people and missed opportunities. Am I letting my mental illness take over my life? A look into the mind of a BPD, Anxiety ridden woman. With no identity but her Panic. With my ways it's hard to keep down anything healthy, relationships that don't last but stay with me like my own personal demons. And evil around the corner you'd never see coming. The pain changes you. Trauma changes you. It strips you away from yourself. BPD strips away your identity sometimes I guess this is my way of finding myself again, through writing and reflecting and realizing it is okay to be hurting. This book will include poetry and scenes and think pieces. It will be vulnerable. It will be raw. It will remind you of your own loss. - "She." Xx🥀xX

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