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@pugsandrainbowss
why couldn’t i have been born in california 🫩🫩
everybody deserves to be photographed
I love when people speak up about the mundane
things we go on to pass
things we never question
breaking the wall of reality is easy
you simply put into words the thoughts that have roamed in heads for centuries
I find that i push myself away from the people who expect the most out of me and want the best
or simply need me, anyone
sickly or alone, dreams broken down to create a mosaic
i pity and cry for them
but i’m never there
i’ll save myself the trouble to bare when one of us is gone
because i was never close enough to you to fully feel the extremitiy
I feel my whole life i’ve been put to the side and simply “okay..”ed
I feel embarrassing to be around a lot of the time, even with strangers
Often when i with another person, they give them their full attention and only say one word to me
Anytime i do anything, people get awkward and have lack of faith
Maybe it’s a part of growing up neurodivergent and not being fully understood
In my brain i am just the same as you
But yet i feel dumb
betwixt and between
limbo suspended
i can’t move as i promised
i’ll stay right here for you, woebegone
long faced and hearted
i’d love to say i feel it
inbetween something great
and ever lasting
it’s like a treat
i’d wish to stay
help me get closer
closure
nothing more we can do but
wait
it takes the weight of shame
I wish i could stay manic forever
“i dont get u” no one HAS to get me
i am so sick of explaining and proving myself if you dont understand then you dont
I feel like i’m reliving the same circles of hell over and over and over again
pain turns me gentle
age is just a number in the sense that i am free to do whatever i want regardless of the number held high above my head. i have childish interests that i was never able to do until now, i have a world of opportunities at the tip of my fingers waiting for me to branch out. age is just a number when it comes to doing the things you love
my envy stems from those 17 year old senior girls in high school with long straight reddish blonde hair, pretty, white smile, button nose, super tall with skinny long legs, the cute trendy yet ironed and well kept outfits, sweet and naive, to be in debate club and with your own car, scholarships among more community service hours than asked for, i could only dream of being that friend, daughter and girlfriend everyone is proud of
controversial take but if you have “unconventional” features, the only way to be perceived as beautiful in this society is to be thin
skin and bone to compromise
skinny people with unwanted features are deemed super models, not the other way around
a woman’s skeleton can makeup for anything
me and friends
Fashion is political
Music is political
Beauty is political
Food is political
Art is political
EVERYTHING IS POLITICAL.
Day at the mall!!!!!!
my whole life I’ve had no autonomy
hands and kisses bowed me
pushing piggy back rides,
shoving foreign entities in my side
i’ve always been so scared of the inevitable, to be a percentage
a statistic
i know it’s more likely to be the ones you trust
i fear i don’t have choice in this body