My Generalized Anxiety and a bunch of short separate poems about me not having pleasant days.

My Generalized Anxiety and a bunch of short separate poems about me not having pleasant days.

Anxiety The word slips from my lips like a snake from a crack, oily and slippery, ready to attack. Oh Ik I said psychopath, and I'm only using that term because I've been told, "You're not good at fee... Show more
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