I’m starting to feel numb

If only 🖤💙

running out of guts to spill

When you can so easily live without my love, my eyes, or how kind.. I don’t want to keep missing you.

The taste of my touch makes you weak, knees wobbly, One caress and you’re covered in raised hairs, all aware.

Liberation is no longer free I’m taxed heavily in poverty

Why am I shamed, for not capitalizing, on my gains. On my innate state..

Burn it up, or let me live another day, it’s God’s will anyway baby I don’t have a say

No one has what I’m selling And I continue to choose depression? 🙀

Please Let me live my dream It isn’t some incredible thing To be loved and to love someone Please

I respect boundaries

🖤

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“picture is imitation”

If I believe I love you it is because I love myself. If I believe I love you it is because love is the source, the love I believe I am sending out to you is really only within.. Selfishly I can love you as much as I want by creating a bigger container of love inside of me.

I can act like I don’t care But I was sure it was you