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[celia-006]

Everyday I wake up with an unquellable sadness that cannot be expressed. It creaks at the hinges, jagged metal meeting flesh. I want, I wish, I will, I can, but never I am. There has never been an I am.

[celia-006]

sometimes I feel like I’m just another one of those tumors that are constantly growing inside of my fathers body. Trying its best to expand but realizing its futile efforts are for nothing because the simply fact is that it is deathly. I feel malignant I guess. Yeah I feel malignant.

[celia-006]

my dad just ask me to not think less of him as a dad because he’s crying. Same dad who humiliated me in front of my mom and sister and told me I was a despicable human being. Times change I guess.

[celia-006]

I wanna starve the bad stuff out of me until I’m nothing but a holy bag of bones.

[celia-006]

Sometimes I deadass read my writing and I’m like I’m so cool I’m on track to be the next great American author then other times reading what I write is like looking into a mirror and my reflection smiles at me like a demon from hell and it makes me so uneasy.

[celia-006]

I would rip open my abdominal cavity pull out my ribs and let you wear them like a medieval suit of armor. I’d let you wear my teeth like shiny pearls and a cool summer night. I would let you wear my intestines like a long feathery boa. Even dismembered I would’ve been interwoven into you sentient or not- I see no difference.

[celia-006]

I love you like the person you are and the damn dog that I am. I love you like the lethargic stray on the side of the road with ribs jutting out and with cracked paws. I love you like the scared newborn puppy with its tail tucked between it’s young legs. I love you like the damn dog you just ran over. I love you like the dog with its ribs filleted open praising the sky. I love you like the dog I saw get it’s guts get swallowed by starved buzzers.

I felt bad for it. It didn’t deserve that.