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𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚐 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎? 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝙸 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍?

𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎.

𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎.

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I'm sorry I can't be a real boy.

I'm sorry I was born.

I'm sorry I made myself a burden.

I'm sorry I can't be who you always dreamed of.

I'm sorry I am so selfish.

I'm sorry I changed.

I'm sorry I made you feel that way.

I'm sorry I have no dignity.

I'm sorry you had to know me.

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𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚝.

𝙰𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍.

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎.

𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕.

𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

𝙸𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐? 𝙸𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚍. 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚘.

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚌𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛.

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they treat me like a garbage, i feel like a garbage.

i think there's nothing valuable then.

i'm a garbage. and garbage is meant to be thrown away.

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how do you recognise the difference between agony and euphoria?

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what is wrong with me? am i sick?

i cannot sleep without texting you 'goodnight' first.

why do you make me that way?

and why do i like it?

please, stop.

i don't want you to become my reason, please.

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hi, can you just add some more trauma to my life so i can finally end it without hesitation? thank you.

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dream a little, dream about us.

please.

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i don't care what do you think, if somebody came to me and asked if i want to runaway with them, get out of this place, i would agree right away.

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feel you, mate.

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I want a metabolism of a hummingbird, they can eat freackin 5 to 8 times per hour, what the heck?

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who are we?

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was it my body who destroyed my mind or did my mind destroy my body?

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I'm gonna cut and dye my hair 'cause I want to look like this.

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gender was never an option.

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I've got a rum choco as I should. I'm a proud, full pirate now!:DD