Sara Teasdale, from The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale; "Song,"
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A segment of a poem I wrote:
I wish I could forget the sun,
it burns so brightly.
I’m so into you.
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three stages of life:
1. there are monsters under my bed.
2. there are monsters in my head.
3. i am the monster now.
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I wrote a poem. It’s called [Broken]
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if i had a dollar for every time i had an existential crisis in this grocery store id have. a lot of fucking money
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I’m writing something new and can’t wait to see how it turns out. 🎶
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Honest: I want to cry my fucking eyes out, self harm & commit suicide.
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is it just body dysmorphia or do i actually look like this
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Showered up & shaved. I feel like a hairless cat.
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I ate 9 pieces of shrimp with some rice. 🍤 🍚
+ 1 & 1/2 ginger snap cookies. 🍪
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my soul is gasoline
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These teas are l.o.v.e.l.y
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it’s finally spring.
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Y/N: Heh, you sneeze like a girl.
Jeff: How about I pound you like a boy.
Jeff: …
Jeff: That didn’t come out right.
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