“Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I fear I never will.” ― William S. Burroughs
Compelled to exist without what others dare to call "life".
No safety,
No tenderness,
No choice.
Breathe and call it life.
Dragged into a system I never wished for.
Day after day, I inherit battles I never chose, battles that were never meant to be mine.
I only long to sit and watch the others compete.
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posted by S. @ 2:48 AM
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I hate myself.
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“People say to the mentally ill, ‘You know so many people think the world of you.’ But when they don’t like themselves they don’t notice anything. They don’t care about what people think of them. When you hate yourself, whatever people say, it doesn’t make sense. ‘Why do they like me? Why do they care about me?’ Because you don’t care about yourself at all.” - Richey Edwards
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