Weepingwithwillow - Untitled

I think I’ve wished on every star, eyelash, ladybug, clover, dandy lion, and angel number. I’ve prayed at every given opportunity. Lusting for hope

Wish you’d never saved my life

You’ve killed me a hundred times

Loving you, soft suicide

All I fucking do is die

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Anytime someone refers to anything of mine as my “little” something I’m immediately one red alert. It’s so dismissive for no reason at all.

Praise my family’s pedigree

I resent every branch of this goddamn tree

Look at me like the the angel on top of the Christmas tree

Playing mental solitaire

Gay men appreciate women’s beauty more than these “straight” men were supposed to be marrying

Hate him but he’ll always be a piece of my peace of mine