Multifarious Horde

The main host is normally the artist but I'm working in finding paths of joy when hosting this is me

And my partner within our system

+The sounds of fast placed brakes in stopping a car.

+the feeling of a boner waking us up in hyper focused fear

+selective mutism in gatekeepers to protect the body

+The sound of something dropping/shattering

+Someone asking about our body (sexually before were ready) instantly causing us to separate our intellectual worth from our attractiveness

+The knowledge it's a lie when either one of our parents says the words "l'm sorry, but..."

+Our inner arm being being touched making us want to swing on whoever touched us.

+gasping so hard from panic or fear out broken ribs poke into our lungs momentarily

+Eloping when an arguement breaks out because if it's in person I could likely get beat to shit and 🍇 d

Let's get the facts straight

i'd drown it. And my family nickname "hole in the head" from to many untreated concussions during my childhood. Would only guarantee the rocks in the bag wouldn't be needed

Because gaslighting is one of my triggers to gatekeep the system who is a girl(I'm not).

It's like

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Money doesn't equal worth.

I know you've been convinced of that since birth

Perhaps what you deserve,

Isn't tied to what you can't earn.

Everyday the thought of a single penny gives you heart burn

Our body has limits, but our heart never has.

Your just as valuable being a chipped topaz

I know you fear the weaknesses being easy victim fuel again.

But this time we aren't stuck in the internal domain

But please stop calling yourself the heavyweight champ

All while searching for that lamp

You've made it out.

With your tail and snout

I promise.

It can only go up from here

So put down the beer

Step off highgear

Brave this new frontier

Heal my beautiful dear

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I'm easily tricked

But to you 

I was just a easy chick

Easier to please

Makes for a simple victim

How did they scream?

Did you hope to kill them?

But you never hurt me,

Held me close giving promises.

You had mapped how to be,

Turned us all to hostages