Pretty girls have it hard. Stay strong.
This is what they tell me. I wish they'd shut up.
When adults heard my aspirations, they patted me on the head and smiled. "That's cute. Now what do you want your real job to be? You know, the one tha... I don't fit in, and I'm glad.
Sometimes the fire flowing through my headphones makes me break out and dance in public, and people think it's weird. It shouldn't be. What if they don't like it? The struggles of a poet like me.
Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria.
My youth is slipping away. I need to fix my sleep schedule.
I try to find myself, but I'm lost. I'll push through someday, but not today. I'll fake my smile until I can breathe, feign my love until my heart beats.
Society values such trivial stuff.
A good old nihilistic critique of society.
I don't know what to think anymore.
I've been posting less often, so I'm sorry about that. I hope to get back into the groove of writing more.
I broke someone's heart and it's all my fault. Friends are great, but I need time alone. Flime ties when you're faving hun.
You're powerful. Together we can conquer the universe.