i did what i was supposed to do. its still raining here. i accomplished everything. the warm water stings against my fragile skin. i even tried to forgive myself. i cant change my clothes. my body hurts. i don't know what to do anymore. i thought i did good. where are you? you don't know how i feel. of course i do. i'm you.
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
