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happy tdov from ur unfriendly neighborhood nonbinary girlblogger 🏳️⚧️
Happy belated LDOV 😌🌈☀️🌿
Look at me
No one looks at me
the way you do.
No one sees me
the way you do.
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When you look at me
it’s as if you don’t see
all the evil
I have done.
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When you look at me
it’s as if you only see
my most virtuous parts
that others are blind to.
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When others are disgusted
to see me;
you are always excited
to see me.
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Whenever I feel alone
you are there to prove me wrong.
Whenever I’m feeling down
you are there to pick me up.
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Even when I neglect you,
you stay by my side.
Even when I mistreat you,
you only give me love.
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I wish I could view myself
the way you view me, but
you don’t know how hard it is
to see myself
the way you see me.
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No one looks at me
the way you do.
No one sees me
the way you do.
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I’m grateful for you, and
I don’t deserve you.
I thank you, and
I love you.
it’s barely april and i already have so many good selfies in 2017, it’s like i’m making up for my dearth of selfies in all of 2015-2016. like some of these are truly iconique™ for me
making sure to dress really nice this week because people can finally see me
a best friend keeps on sending me aesthetic photos that she thinks fits my personality and vibe and I like this way of being observed
Well I’ve gone and done it, I’ve joined a community of fellow systems in hopes of learning about others experiences and terminology.
This will be interesting.
You are, hauntingly beautiful. Such care and mindfulness. Delicate. Delicate as the bones and cloudy eyes, the peaceful drift and cold touch. The bones cradled by the soft dirt, passed from your gentle hands back to the sway of nature. Roots woven in bones as the new flesh, as they give life past death. A morbid and fickle dance. 🌫
You.. Really feel that way about me? That's..
That's beautiful... You made me beautiful..
I don't know what else to say..