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I’m in a mentally abusive relationship with myself. 

Mental roller coaster? Yes. Through my own harsh criticizing ways, conceited antics, and mellow to upbeat mood swings..S’abusive.

I hate myself, I’m such a great advice giver..I wish I could follow it. Look at me, I’m cute. Does this make me look fat? Hey mirror, ;) where you been? I’m a potato. Did I just do that? I’m a failure, what do I do with my life-uhh? I HAD AN EPIPHANY, I WANT TO BE A PHOTOGRAPHER/ARTIST/BUILDER/PSYCHOLOGIST/PAINTER/VETERENARISSSTRANAUT. Did I just eat that? Ew look at that mark. I smell good today. Ew, my hair won’t sit right. What are you going to do with your life? Looking so fly today for da club. Was what I said so stupid that nobody got it, or so smart that it went over their heads. I CRACK MYSELF UP. FUU —Story of my life. 


And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.
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