Tearing At The Seams.

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by 竹中 @Pixiv


Obviously, there are parts of me that hate being sick. I hate not being able to do anything. Not being able to feel happy eating. Not being able to taste anything. Feeling too cold. Feeling too alone. Feeling like I'll burn from the inside out.

I haven't been sick in three and a half years.

There are parts I love about being sick. Actually having a reason not to go to school. Actually having a reason why I can't go on living like a normal person. Actually having a reason why I can't get out of bed, why I can't fix my hair, or my face, or me.

Being able to see how much people care about me.

You chewed me up and spit me out
Like I was poison in your mouth
You took my light, you drained me down
But that was then and this is now
Now look at me

I'm alone.

I'm sick.

That was then. This is now.
Now look at me.

Throw your sticks and your stones,
Throw your bombs and your blows.

High school makes you into the person you used to hate.
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