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heavy headspace
I envy those who experience stillness.
A feeling which my mind is constantly searching for.
My internal monologue throwing my head back and forward and back again.
Blood being ghastly pumped through my aching limbs.
Must keep moving. Must keep moving.
My body a burden I must carry throughout all my days.
My mind a vampire sucking away my essence.
My lungs lost for air.
A...
Saturday 9th April 2022 8:04 pm
Battle with Beauty
The concept of beauty has consumed my entire head space.
Not a day goes by were I don't gaze into my reflection until it's deformed.
My mind on a continuous loop of self hatred and self obsession.
Am I pretty or am I delusional?
I seem to want to gain validation more than sanity.
Looking intently into the eyes of those who peer my way to read their mannerisms around my presence.
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Friday 4th March 2022 7:52 pm
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