Do not tell me I need god
when I am caught skipping class
and the lines around my fingers from
vomiting up stress glow red
and I cannot sleep.
I do not need anything
that tells me my existence is wrong.Do not tell me I am sinning
when I skip church to meditate
naked in my bedroom.
…
titles of songs i’ve written about my first year of college
- netflix is my only friend
- oh my god what the fuck is going on
- i hate everyone here
- things i don’t care about: this sociology paper and my liver
- i’m a failure
- i’m only happy when i drink alone
- oh no my professor is young and hot
- oh no my professor is young and hot: the “oh he’s a dick” reprise
roommate, your snoring
sounds like a freight train had sex
with an old blender
i have made a chart -
you sleep roughly ten hours
out of twenty four
which means that i deal
with your fucking avalanche
one might call snoring
during this time. but
but still, if possible, i
hate you more awake
P.S. Meredith this is not about you. It is just hilarious. :D
- it doesn’t matter what others think of your appearance
- you don’t have to think of yourself as ugly
- you don’t have to follow societal standards of beauty
- you don’t have to believe other people’s opinions of your appearance
- you can think of yourself as beautiful
- you can find others who think of you as beautiful
- anyone who calls you ugly is not worth your time
- you can think of everyone as beautiful
- you can find others who think everyone is beautiful
