Aspiringwtr

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StoryBurgundy pain; tw - suicidal ideation Aspiringwtr13 years 7 months ago
StoryDear creator Aspiringwtr23 years 7 months ago
StoryBaby Yoda Aspiringwtr24 years 10 months ago
StoryToo close. Aspiringwtr05 years 3 months ago
StoryTattoo Aspiringwtr25 years 4 months ago
StoryShe was just done. Aspiringwtr05 years 4 months ago
StoryBreak the wheel Aspiringwtr05 years 5 months ago
StoryHow Medusa was created (strong language) Aspiringwtr25 years 5 months ago
StorySafety Aspiringwtr15 years 7 months ago
StoryLearning the roller coaster Aspiringwtr15 years 7 months ago
StoryBegging for a dx part 2 (tw: mental health) Aspiringwtr25 years 9 months ago
StoryWords Aspiringwtr35 years 9 months ago
StoryNot an object (tw:gore) Aspiringwtr65 years 9 months ago
StoryMismatch Aspiringwtr05 years 9 months ago
StoryBegging for a dx (tw: mental health, drugs) Aspiringwtr05 years 9 months ago
StoryRevenge Aspiringwtr15 years 9 months ago
StoryPain Aspiringwtr45 years 9 months ago
StoryScars Aspiringwtr15 years 9 months ago
StoryAgain rosaliekempthorne45 years 9 months ago
StoryI hate my small town. Aspiringwtr55 years 10 months ago
StoryYou are not a squirrel Aspiringwtr25 years 10 months ago

My stories

Begging for a dx part 2 (tw: mental health)

isnt this what i wanted? isnt it what i begged for? a diagnosis! a brain condition! a failure of genetics! an excuse and now i have it but it doesn't...

Begging for a dx (tw: mental health, drugs)

This is a poem about mental health issues and drug addiction. I don't claim to be an expert in either, but it's what I felt. sitting in the car...

Words

This is a poem about how people assign a "weight" to the words we use. when i was younger, i looked directly in your face and i said, "i need to PISS...

Not an object (tw:gore)

people are not objects to be broken or repaired or renewed people are meat to be sliced and consumed and expunged a broken neck to stop the pain a...

Revenge

I don't feel alone in a crowd or on an empty street I feel alone watching two people kiss. I feel alone remembering your lips on my forehead And your...

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