Little Victories

I know I’m good at numbers because every day is a math lesson.

I count the days since my last attempt and wonder how soon before the next.

I look at my wardrobe filled with long sleeve t-shirts and the empty cabinets where the pills used to be.

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Sometimes We Talk

Sometimes I have conversations with myself, inner thoughts I don’t share with no one else.

I ask how does it feel to mean nothing, to have no one love you and make it seem like it’s your fault. How does it feel to be in a room full of laughs and wish for silence because your loneliness feels less metaphorical.

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they taught me

Day 1: they taught me — a letter to masculinity “Boys should never cry Keep it all inside Never cross that line Boys should never cry Use your d*ck and just get over it Feels like the only way that we exist Like all that matters is your confidence” – R.LUM.R I think the greatest…

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