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Self-loathing

Every day I Wake up.
A new day has started, another challenge to come by.
I step into the light, the sun carresses my soft, olive skin.
The summer has finally arrived, the dark days are over.
The darkness has turned into brightness.
But I fear My own darkness is still here, it struggles everyday to arise from deep, deep inside My body.
You'll see I've buried it.

Deep deep inside, it lives inside my thick, thick skin.
The only thing I can do is to keep myself from falling apart.
To keep myself from pain, emotions and all of those things.
I have to be happy in life, love myself.

I fear I will become the worst version of me if I allow myself to love someone else.
You can't trust anyone these days, I would rather spare my energy than lose myself in several emotional breakdowns.
Animals are the only ones I'll ever trust 100%.
That's the sad, but very genuine truth.





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Publicerad 2016-01-10 00:46



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