don't do it just so he won't get mad. it isn't worth it.
suddenly your body doesn't feel like yours anymore.
when he tells you that you're being unreasonable for not giving him what he "deserves as a boyfriend", don't listen to him. you'll end up crying alone on your birthday.
depression lays on your chest and pets your hair at night, whispering in your ear that everything you've ever hated about yourself is right.
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for as long I've known you, you felt like home. my comfort, my refuge.
but recently, home doesn't feel safe anymore.
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the number of times someone has given a damn about me barely covers the years I've spent struggling to get out of bed every morning. so why do they get a say in what I choose to do with my body, my life?
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