I Literally Have No Idea Who I Am Outside Of My Illnesses And The Personality Traits I've Picked Up From

"it's okay, i can peel back the layers of you until i find the soft and gentle core of you you've had to work so hard to hide"? no. no, it's okay, i know you're hollow; i'm here anyway. you don't have to pretend it isn't masks the whole way down. whatever face you want to wear, i still love you. i don't need you to be good or unflinching or the antonym of violence. if i did, i wouldn't be here. i wouldn't ask that of you.

I just want to feel like a person again

"Mental health matters!" But the second I show a symptoms I'm a terrible person.

Trees

un feu chaud et brisé

ça craque comme des os

avec les vignes qui sèchent autour de vous

ils étouffent ton corps

vos cheveux commencent à brûler

et vous êtes pris au piège

et le parfum est vil

pour quand tu meurs

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