Stay Dead
tw// death, abuse, razor blade/sh mention
written may 1st, 2023 about You Guessed It! my abuser 😍😍😍 i want him dead soso bad i cannot wait for the day 🤭🤭🤭

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Stay Dead
tw// death, abuse, razor blade/sh mention
written may 1st, 2023 about You Guessed It! my abuser 😍😍😍 i want him dead soso bad i cannot wait for the day 🤭🤭🤭

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Oranges and Cinnamon Rolls
written today (april 12th 2023) because i love my perfect boyfriend teeheehee
Something Better Than One of Your Medieval Kingdom Narratives
tw// abuse
(written april 5th 2023) i super lied about probably not posting much bc. i was thinking about how my abuser isolated the fuck out of me and how hard my beautiful friends that he never let me see or talk to during that period tried so hard to get me away from him and simply had to have myself a little moment of reflection about it 🙇♂️
Applesauce Enter Stage Left
I LIED whoops this is the one i said would be next but. naur 🙇♂️ written between january and february of 2022 while I was all depressed and crazytown post breakup and decided all of my friends probably won’t like me for much longer if they don’t already secretly hate me because deep down im apparently some evil terrible undeserving pos so. very cool past DJ you’re totally not a fucking edge lord and a half for this lololol
Grow Up Without Me
tw// weed mention
AURGH i alr know this shits gonna post weird but. written in JANUARY 2022 AGAIN. ABOUT THE SAME EX AGAIN. AND SO IS THE NEXT ONE. (mostly.) im tired and bored and i need to pee and i have hella ACT math prep to do 😡😡😡

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Something Is Missing (With and Without You)
also written in jamuary of 2022 about the same ex in the last two posts (can you tell ive been mostly avoiding doing the ones about them— i rly do not gaf about them enough anymore to take any of those ones seriously 💀 so they’re TEDIOUS ASF to retype. part of my little process for retyping all of these from my notes app is to actually give them some structure and spacing so they’re not all in one phat block of text that flows like a train of thought which means MAD editing and adding shit and reordering shit and i just. dont fw them or any of the poetry I wrote about them enough to want to do that 🫢😭 but. im running out of shit to post so it’s time ACK)
Pulling Teeth
written in january of 2022 about the same ex as hindsight in my last post. I dumped them but for some fucking reason i was maddddd crazytown about the end of that relationship and wanted to stay friends SO BAD but they wouldn’t ignore tf out of me but instead would lead me on saying we could still be friends but then didn’t act like it at all so i just stopped contacting them and started feeling all sorry for myself instead lololol. now it’s been like a year and a half and we’re both in better relationships and THEY won’t stop contacting me and saying they miss me and want to be friends so. careful what u wish for lmfao 💀💀💀
Hindsight
tw// drug mention
written approx. between december and march 2022 about my first long term breakup. I took that shit REAL HARD but. they turned out to be a 🍇 apologist so fuck them el oh el! also this was originally just in my notes as bruh moment so. presumably i was at least a little self aware of what a silly goose i was being