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i’d really rather be alone for the rest of my life than be with someone i have to snap my bones into shape for. i’m tired of losing little parts of me to accommodate someone else.

i am an amalgamation of everyone i’ve ever loved, and that’s a beautiful thing, but when the core parts of who i am are pushed to the wayside to make room for everyone else’s expectations, who am i really?

knowing myself shouldn’t feel like biting my own teeth. if anyone should understand me, it should be me, and me above anyone else.

if your hands don’t tremble
when they touch my cheek,
i’d prefer to be left alone.

i won’t be made to feel any less than
a woman worthy of being yearned for.