oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
"It's okay," you say. "It's just a little cut, a little scar, what could that hurt? Wear some long sleeves for a few days, no big deal. It'll make you feel better..."
Yeah, no one will know. I'm pretty good at that. And it is just a little cut, a little scar.
But I'll know. And though it's just a little cut and scar, it means so much more. Loss of integrity, truth, trust, my mental health, all that I've fought to regain.
You're that much more dangerous than any other destructive thing I've done, because you just look so small, so innocuous, compared to everything else.
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Reason: Punctuation
My name is Matt, and I am a boy. Feel free to PM me :)
I have learned that the world is not a safe place. Not at all. But there are so many people who love me and want to keep me safe. And that is enough.
You're still at the back of my mind.
But only at the back.
I can get over you.
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
Come back please. Make it stop? Fix this?
I don't need you. I can make it without you. Go away.
Do I have to pick between the two?
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
Take Care, Stay Safe, Shout if you need anything
