My self-hate:
just enough
to immolate
my lowly self.
My self-hate:
the razor
that can’t wait
to open me.
My self-hate:
the only thing
that takes me
breaks me
sends me
hurtling headlong
to my grave.
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There should be a place where we can trade the self-hate in – doesn’t seem to serve any of us very well.
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I’m still searching for the self-hate pawn store. I won’t get much for mine but I’m sure it’ll be useful to someone 😉
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Am going through a revision of self hate from days gone by. Perfect itming Steve, thanks. It’s funny that you can think it’s forgotten and then some new information surfaces and you are your own 3, 7 or 22 year old self again……Thanks.
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Thanks, Louisa. I hope you work through it all okay. Hating yourself is a horrible thing (from someone who knows)
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