nerves of cake

snippets of bad writing of the teenage self

[taltalfromneptune]

possible miis

me

Beyoncé

centipede

[taltalfromneptune]

i jus finished exams and i feel free and a sense of doom...next yr is a lie. like why am i busy this summer no i dont have standardized testing coming up shut up.

im bored 2 days in.

[taltalfromneptune]

to surgically remove self-hatred.

if i cut my arm off;

i won’t feel the nudge of my mother on my shoulder

or the pat on the back of a friend

I will feel pretty, with arms not mine

but they will not feel what i should own

A hold so gentle

or a hand that writes my word

will be lost to a standard i can’t uphold

i would rather saw off than see what was given to me

Skin that crumples, skin that stretches

To accommodate the beauty of me.

[taltalfromneptune]

losing the battle to the cringe of ur work...

i know these disgusting men and i require their approval and still feel like im only evaporating concealer on the unconcealable. the glaring nature of imperfection that is deep-set in my features. My ancestry. My flaw. hdjdjjdjdjfjdjdjd Goodness me who gives a fuck stop being a teenager u need self-approval and that’s it Who cares if ur arms r gross lovely people fuck corpses and wanna get shat on ur good

lady lovely you are shining and beautiful even if flawed. do not care

[taltalfromneptune]

ive never posted on tumblr so this is cool

feels like a canon event...like joining discord and ruining your self image.