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I’ve begged for love before, I’ve pleaded for affection and I’ve cried for attention.
I’ve been angry, I’ve been broken, I’ve been starved of human touch.
You made me hate my body, you made me envy others, you made me wonder what’s so wrong with me.
Now when someone else put their hands on me I think of you and it burns my skin, they feel my body and I go numb wondering if they’re satisfied.
I won’t ever know how to be adored.
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“I hate how my heart took so long to figure out what my mind already knows”
— J.K.
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A loving reminder from our dearly missed Space Mom
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at this point it feels more like a life sentence than a diagnosis... #bipolar #bipolardisorder
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You hide when you cry because you want to be seen as a strong person, at the same time though, you hate how nobody notices how broken you are.
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