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I just wish some wounds were big enough to write about. //Happy Birthday, fifteen. I knew you, with your feathers and your fables, how you tumbled all the tables, I knew you, angsty like an album, I showed you like an emblem. I knew you, wanting to vaporize in a field for only a thousand years, I knew you'd puked up all of your fears. The knots and scathings, the dancing like a witchdoctor, the chest you grew, along with taboos, the gross halo on your head, faded frocks and broken wands, cherry stalks who looked more human than you, I knew you. I k

I just wish some wounds were big enough to write about. //Happy Birthday, fifteen. I knew you, with your feathers and your fables, how you tumbled all the tables, I knew you, angsty like an album, I showed you like an emblem. I knew you, wanting to vaporize in a field for only a thousand years, I knew you'd puked up all of your fears. The knots and scathings, the dancing like a witchdoctor, the chest you grew, along with taboos, the gross halo on your head, faded frocks and broken wands, cherry stalks who looked more human than you, I knew you. I k

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Of course, of course, tranquilized traumatized ostracized chicken eyes That one goddamn picture. June took your eyes away like a potato peeler. Get naked and get americanized all of your glittery golden shit you go about. Daffodils here daffodils there why don't you eat them up bitch. Hoarding up locking up hiding this, hiding that, well, why don't you hide your face, why don't you go follow thinspo and get limbs half your original size? 26. 26. Half will be 13. Yeah? Then you will be taken by the wind like a bony kite, kids will point to your skin, your hide, all blue and thin and infested with cellulite And will that be all you ever wanted? TW / It is summer. I am warm. / #fifteen_ramona #nixteen #sicksteen #ramonasfavourites 535

Of course, of course, tranquilized traumatized ostracized chicken eyes That one goddamn picture. June took your eyes away like a potato peeler. Get naked and get americanized all of your glittery golden shit you go about. Daffodils here daffodils there why don't you eat them up bitch. Hoarding up locking up hiding this, hiding that, well, why don't you hide your face, why don't you go follow thinspo and get limbs half your original size? 26. 26. Half will be 13. Yeah? Then you will be taken by the wind like a bony kite, kids will point to your skin, your hide, all blue and thin and infested with cellulite And will that be all you ever wanted? TW / It is summer. I am warm. / #fifteen_ramona #nixteen #sicksteen #ramonasfavourites 535

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fifteen (the monologue) No time to cry, No time to cry. just because i have the practice and capacity to bottle up like a metal tank doesn't mean it can't explode. skin my body and make a drum out of it. i know, i bet, i reckon that it still won't say it was a bad time. i know i bet i reckon the drums will only echo what she had convinced her hazy memory to recite: "everything is nice and rosy, privileged and cozy." just because i have a thick skin, thick enough to let you make drums out of it, doesn't mean i can't ha

fifteen (the monologue) No time to cry, No time to cry. just because i have the practice and capacity to bottle up like a metal tank doesn't mean it can't explode. skin my body and make a drum out of it. i know, i bet, i reckon that it still won't say it was a bad time. i know i bet i reckon the drums will only echo what she had convinced her hazy memory to recite: "everything is nice and rosy, privileged and cozy." just because i have a thick skin, thick enough to let you make drums out of it, doesn't mean i can't ha

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atleast a Conclusion I don't remember. Is it yesterday today or it was today, yesterday? It's a month? She's been screaming for so long it's dissolving into my body's background, something that's worse than having to hear it outside my head. Mumma oiled my head after a month? It takes time to settle down. I don't know if I was crying because of the deadly headache (still won't call it migraine) or because I felt faint. I lost 136 grams today and walked 8365 steps. It's been so long since he showed he cared for m

atleast a Conclusion I don't remember. Is it yesterday today or it was today, yesterday? It's a month? She's been screaming for so long it's dissolving into my body's background, something that's worse than having to hear it outside my head. Mumma oiled my head after a month? It takes time to settle down. I don't know if I was crying because of the deadly headache (still won't call it migraine) or because I felt faint. I lost 136 grams today and walked 8365 steps. It's been so long since he showed he cared for m

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fifteen You felt it once. Drawing taboos on your chest. You know how it feels when you're told that you're not like the rest and that you were the best. You know it's such a weight in your head And your thighs, they always

fifteen You felt it once. Drawing taboos on your chest. You know how it feels when you're told that you're not like the rest and that you were the best. You know it's such a weight in your head And your thighs, they always

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superglue/daylight /caption/ i need to get this off me because i'm not a paper who needs a weight on my chest at all times. (a bra is enough torment) today i just listened i listened to her for three hours, or who knows, maybe four, or two.

superglue/daylight /caption/ i need to get this off me because i'm not a paper who needs a weight on my chest at all times. (a bra is enough torment) today i just listened i listened to her for three hours, or who knows, maybe four, or two.

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blue frock. my paracosm has failed me, now wildflowers make me cry. please mummify me, i need time, a thousand years should be enough, enough, enough for the end or a better world. i can't watch this now. i can't watch this.

blue frock. my paracosm has failed me, now wildflowers make me cry. please mummify me, i need time, a thousand years should be enough, enough, enough for the end or a better world. i can't watch this now. i can't watch this.