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No soy la gran cosa.
Solo una chica depresiva con acceso a internet.

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Tu hija estĂĄ triste, y no sabe como decĂrtelo. No sabe como hablarte de sus inseguridades, de su baja autoestima, de su ansiedad, y de las horas enteras que se ha pasado llorando, de las madrugadas llenas de insomnio y de las culpas con las que carga. Tu hija estĂĄ triste y no sabe como lidiar con ello. Tu hija se enoja, y te grita, y estĂĄ de mal humor, pero en realidad intenta pedirte un abrazo, un consuelo, por que tu hija estĂĄ triste y siente muchas cosas que no sabe como manejar, asĂ que se enoja, consigo misma y con la vida. Tu hija se siente sola, inĂștil e incompetente. Tu hija le teme al fracaso; y siente que lo Ășnico que ha hecho es decepcionarte. Tu hija no lo habla con nadie, lo mantiene para sĂ misma, pero sonrĂe incluso cuando quiere quedarse en la cama todo el dĂa. Tu hija estĂĄ exhausta de luchar, de intentar salir adelante, de intentar lidiar con todo, tu hija estĂĄ constantemente preocupada, y come de mĂĄs, y come de menos. Tu hija estĂĄ triste y tu no te das cuenta, que ya no quiere seguir viviendo.
"Me reirĂa en la cara de quien dijera quererte mas de lo que yo te quise."
-M O E ' S đșđ
Self-Love
âLove doesnât existâ I told myself,
And if it does, itâs not for your taking.
âYou canât just go around asking people to love you,â
I told myself- not when you donât deserve it.
I repeated the hate over and over again,
Until my very soul disappeared.
The face I saw when I looked back in the mirror
Was disgusting.
I compared myself beyond repair.
I stopped looking in the mirror.
Months later,
I couldnât believe what I had done to myself.
âI think I broke my own heart,â I told a friend
When sitting under the stars on my roof.
âWhat do you mean?â She said, utterly confused
âI told my heart that love didnât exist, not for me.â
âMy heart was young, beautiful, pure, and I took it
And I told it that it was foul.â
I told the stars they were beautiful,
The trees they were lively,
The birds they were gentle,
The breeze it was warm,
But I couldnât consider myself the same.
I broke my own heart,
And Iâm not sure how to put it back.
~PoppyÂ

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