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Don’t name me

Don’t label me

Don’t chase me

Don’t copy me

If I feel you, I won’t like you near me.

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Thank you @echo-etchingz and everyone who got me to 5 reblogs!

Behind

“I want to flip the switch.”

“What sort of switch do you mean?” I questioned, curiously gazing over the puffed cheeks sitting below soaked eyes. He smiles, then meets mine with his iced irises. I wait a few moments, his focus still on me, as if hoping for more. My eyebrows scrunch, my lips curl to an awkward half-smile, unsure, “uhm-“ and he touches my hand, telling me I only am feeling a sense of over-crowding anxiety.

“Sorry, I had to think how I wanted to say it,” Liam pulls his arm over his head, then rests his hand behind it-innocently. “You can say it anyway you’d like to, you could blurt it,” I reassure him.

“I fixed it temporarily now, but so I know too that you have nothing to really worry about, I was your other fate.”

“I’ll just show you.”

“Wha-” Liam yanked my shoulder without any warning, as if another version was behind me-my legs give out beneath and I drip into the floor before I could catch myself.

No.

The grass…I thought I was inside? “Liam? Hello?” I spoke slowly.

“Come on man you gotta open your eyes for this one,” he said with a sorted, though playful tone. I obeyed, before I heard the air around me chill and growl.

With a mended body, a monstrosity, I heard his voice, it must be Liam; held himself over me–changed, morphed, yet even smeared. A snout shoved through his mutt skull, ribs caved open as if another had a feast in him. His teeth sharper than the inside of a tin can; stood from his visible gums, aligned like a shark’s set.

And now I understand too, how you feel next and the reality of how it came to be.

Rocks settle in my limbs and I sense your guilt and sadness, you immediately tie the tangle between the implausible.

Immobilizing my lungs

I try to inhale but I could only wheeze, “What–what—what are,” I force words, choking by each attempt.

“You look different, too,” Liam speaks the same voice as before. He glides his right wing to the front of me, covering my entire view, “see?”

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Behind

“I want to flip the switch.”

“What sort of switch do you mean?” I questioned, curiously gazing over the puffed cheeks sitting below soaked eyes. He smiles, then meets mine with his iced irises. I wait a few moments, his focus still on me, as if hoping for more. My eyebrows scrunch, my lips curl to an awkward half-smile, unsure, “uhm-“ and he touches my hand, telling me I only am feeling a sense of over-crowding anxiety.

“Sorry, I had to think how I wanted to say it,” Liam pulls his arm over his head, then rests his hand behind it-innocently. “You can say it anyway you’d like to, you could blurt it,” I reassure him.

“I fixed it temporarily now, but so I know too that you have nothing to really worry about, I was your other fate.”

“I’ll just show you.”

“Wha-” Liam yanked my shoulder without any warning, as if another version was behind me-my legs give out beneath and I drip into the floor before I could catch myself.

No.

The grass…I thought I was inside? “Liam? Hello?” I spoke slowly.

“Come on man you gotta open your eyes for this one,” he said with a sorted, though playful tone. I obeyed, before I heard the air around me chill and growl.

With a mended body, a monstrosity, I heard his voice, it must be Liam; held himself over me–changed, morphed, yet even smeared. A snout shoved through his mutt skull, ribs caved open as if another had a feast in him. His teeth sharper than the inside of a tin can; stood from his visible gums, aligned like a shark’s set.

And now I understand too, how you feel next and the reality of how it came to be.

Rocks settle in my limbs and I sense your guilt and sadness, you immediately tie the tangle between the implausible.

Immobilizing my lungs

I try to inhale but I could only wheeze, “What–what—what are,” I force words, choking by each attempt.

“You look different, too,” Liam speaks the same voice as before. He glides his right wing to the front of me, covering my entire view, “see?”

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Bullshit liar

Bullshit list

Mum was pointing out my VERY OBVIOUS depression symptoms, like being tired all the time, isolation, not leaving my bed,.. etc and insistently asked me if anything was wrong, telling I never open up to anyone and kept accusing me of having done something horrible and was trying to hide it from her. I gave in and told her I was feeling depressed. She got angry at me, telling me that depression doesn't last for days, only a few hours at maximum and started guilt tripping me and saying I have nothing to be depressed about. She went on entire rant judging me for everything. I just told her to never ask me if anything is bothering me ever again. She always does this, get angry at me for not opening up and then if I do give in and tell her anything I am met with belittlement, anger and invalidation.

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currently going to cry

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“They don’t exist and you can’t verify them anyway.”

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Mum was pointing out my VERY OBVIOUS depression symptoms, like being tired all the time, isolation, not leaving my bed,.. etc and insistently asked me if anything was wrong, telling I never open up to anyone and kept accusing me of having done something horrible and was trying to hide it from her. I gave in and told her I was feeling depressed. She got angry at me, telling me that depression doesn't last for days, only a few hours at maximum and started guilt tripping me and saying I have nothing to be depressed about. She went on entire rant judging me for everything. I just told her to never ask me if anything is bothering me ever again. She always does this, get angry at me for not opening up and then if I do give in and tell her anything I am met with belittlement, anger and invalidation.

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I'm still me.

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We fixed it or you bugged

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Here’s an invite to my Community - Safety Substances:

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I’m quite messed up in the head. Not in the, ‘oh I have homicidal thoughts sometimes’ but more ‘I will fight for my life to preserve myself but throw away everything to get someone to love me back’

Then I’ll go in a corner and pretend I don’t exist a while longer

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people are so rude to me but as soon as I show mild signs of annoyance I’m the bad guy? and then they take that as an excuse to be even more rude :/

I honestly feel I'm a waste of oxygen , should've died in womb 🙏

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When you realise you are not the only one for them </3

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Today is such a shit day